Seán O Muiríosa

Rookie - -6 Points (A Thursday,1987 / Tiobraid Arann)

Seán O Muiríosa Poems

41. Give Me An Hour 2/2/2007
42. Smile 2/9/2007
43. Something's Imminent 4/14/2007
44. Burn 4/20/2007
45. City Night Fm 5/18/2007
46. A Return To A Coral Beach In Connemara 7/23/2007
47. Country Essence - Haiku 4/24/2005
48. Frozen Sweeper 5/20/2005
49. Opening Tunnel Vision 5/24/2005
50. Countless Hours 4/29/2006
51. Breaking Modern Convention - A Sonnet 10/27/2006
52. Split Second Movements Of The Soul 4/18/2005
53. Thaw 11/26/2005
54. Boulder 2/12/2006
55. Among Tall Pine Trees 6/10/2005
56. Ode To Sylvia Plath 11/24/2005
57. Smile, Friend, Smile 2/1/2007
58. Connemara Seas 11/28/2005

Comments about Seán O Muiríosa

  • Daniel Tyler (1/29/2006 9:09:00 AM)

    Hello Sean. I am very impressed by your owrk which takes the best of traditional and new forms and moulds them together very well. Vivid imagery is a really striking feature of your work. Good writing for 2006.

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  • Sofia P (12/21/2005 12:24:00 PM)

    Hi Sean and thank you for your comments submitted on one of my works. I appreciate all feedback and it is even more important for me seeing how other poets understand my messages.

    I read your work as well and would like to extend my sincere admiration for your vivid language, your diverse scenery and a mature poetry level that could nicely be published too. You should look into that by the way! Congratulations on a good work.

  • Amanda Lukas (11/4/2005 7:41:00 PM)

    Sean, I think you have alot of talent. You've got a wonderfully descriptive nature. Glad you found your niche. Thank you for sharing with us and good luck!

    Amanda Lukas

Best Poem of Seán O Muiríosa

Connemara Seas

I’ve seen summer shine
On those Connemara seas.
Seen it brighten faces,
Turn skies to rainbows.

Children run on the strand,
Lovers walk hand in hand,
Fishermen fish far out;
All because of the presence.

The sapphire sky envelops
The view, jagged rocks
Close this image off,
Framing me a photograph.

Sand blows over my feet;
The sun is colouring bodies;
The sea receives them whole,
They bobble like corks.

I’ve seen golden beams shine
On the golden sands and land.
Seen it take pictures
No disaster can ...

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A Golden End

Golden waves rushed on in
upon a rusty Irish sky
as mother sang out across the land,
fading leaves strained on branches.
The swallows said goodbye.

Crunchy red apples, luscious green pears
they’re all reaching their peak.
They plop down with the changing wind

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