Francis Duggan

Francis Duggan Poems

2121. David Gray '1838-1861' 6/28/2017
2122. Like The Weeds 6/28/2017
2123. A Good Person 6/29/2017
2124. They Will Never Unite 6/29/2017
2125. The Winner Takes Most 6/29/2017
2126. Australia Day 2017 6/29/2017
2127. I Do Envy Those 6/29/2017
2128. The Old Champion 6/29/2017
2129. For As Long As You 6/30/2017
2130. A Faded Hero 6/30/2017
2131. The World's Number One 6/30/2017
2132. Dino Will Not Be Going Back 6/30/2017
2133. He Called Me Sir Twice 6/30/2017
2134. Though Not Every Day 6/30/2017
2135. In The Illidge Sanctuary 7/1/2017
2136. If You Are Feeling Sad 7/1/2017
2137. Far South Of The Fields 7/1/2017
2138. At The Moyneyana Festival 7/1/2017
2139. Happy To Be Counted Out 7/1/2017
2140. You Should Feel Proud 7/1/2017
2141. Bill Di Blasio 7/2/2017
2142. What Is Amazing To One 7/2/2017
2143. Old Nothing To Say 7/2/2017
2144. Moses Unwritten Eleventh Commandment 7/2/2017
2145. In The Prime Of May In Annagloor 7/2/2017
2146. We All Need Ego 7/2/2017
2147. Where It Is Often Raining 7/3/2017
2148. Poor James Clarence Mangan 7/3/2017
2149. The Cowards And The Heroes 7/3/2017
2150. Jock 7/3/2017
2151. Far South Of The Fields Where Finnow Waters Flow 7/3/2017
2152. When Those Who Have Power 7/3/2017
2153. It Has Been More Than Thirty Years 7/4/2017
2154. For The Wealthy Like The Poor 7/4/2017
2155. Den Joe Murphy 7/4/2017
2156. Everyday In A World 7/4/2017
2157. In Winter In Ireland 7/4/2017
2158. Terrorism Is Fundamentalism Out Of Control 7/4/2017
2159. She Lives In My Memory The Rose Of Knocknagree 7/5/2017
2160. He Feels Disappointed To Have Not Made The Grade 7/5/2017

Comments about Francis Duggan

  • Valsa George Valsa George (6/7/2013 4:20:00 AM)

    Exploring the teeming world created by Francis Duggan through his poems is an experience in itself! Like Shakespeare, he is myriad minded! What a wealth of poetry, he has amassed for his contemporaries and later shall be bequeathed to the posterity! ! So rhyming and musical, they are indeed a treat to any lover of verse!

    Simply been awed by this treasure trove! !

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  • Ruby Honeytip Ruby Honeytip (11/15/2012 7:59:00 PM)

    There are over 8000 peeks into the beautiful life and soul of Francis Duggan here. This, combined with all the combined works of Lyn Paul, Midnights Voice and Red O'Mara almost makes me happy about my insomnia: ^) I just love poetry and these are the Masters!

  • Walterrean Salley (4/21/2012 3:44:00 PM)

    Francis Duggan, widely written, is an amazing poet. His writings are full of life, and wisdom, and inspiration, and I enjoy them immensely.

  • Sidi Mahtrow (4/16/2012 9:56:00 PM)

    In Penshurst lives a poet
    Francis Duggan is his name
    he posts work on the internet
    as well as earning local fame
    his birth place was in Ireland
    now he calls Australia home
    every day writes rhyming verse
    in lyrical traditional form
    his themes range from bird and tree
    through to complex human nature
    soul sees both beauty and misery
    sympathises with living creature
    he wrote a wonderful anthology
    called ‘Songs of Sherbrooke’
    exploring many aspects of life
    examines closely cranny and nook
    if there’s something that you want
    to know about life down-under
    follow Frank’s heart, see through
    poet’s eyes world full of wonder

    by Lee Emmett, Australia

Best Poem of Francis Duggan

Racism Is Around Me Everywhere

Of human ignorance I am almost in despair
For racism is around me everywhere
But like they say sheer ignorance is bliss
Just like Judas betrayed Jesus with a kiss.

Some people carry their honour in a flag
And of their Nationality they brag
They feel superior and they differentiate
And against those who are different they discriminate.

So many people still judged by their race
For such there never ought to be a place
'A fair go' those untruthful words I do recall
There is no such a thing as a 'fair go for all'.

Though we live in a so called ...

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Return Of The Redwings

O'er hills and fields and moonlit rural town
The redwings in their thousands journey down
From cold northlands to southern places bound
Again they fly back to their wintering ground

In early November I can still recall
In colder weather towards end of the Fall
Of hearing redwings in the starry sky
The migrant thrushes give voice as they fly.

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