Flickering embers of reason
Sparkling in the moonlight
Dancing before me like eyes
The gaze of my senses marks
Me down pushing to the earth
And destroying all I have known
For all logic and common sense fall before me
And I surrender to the Irish blood
That so consumes me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like this one Missy, it's got balls. Rhyming, particularly when it's 'moon in June' type rhyming, it can get extremely tedious. Cheers, Jerry