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Up the Hill

Me and Jill, went up the hill

For a better view, oh what a thrill

The vista sublime

To horizon line

In sea so calm, now mirror still

 

White obelisk gleaming, at the top

So to the peak, we giddily hop

Lines in the sky

As silver jets fly

Hang-gliders run, and off they drop

 

The sumptuous curve, a sight to behold

Of Killiney Bay, better than told

A gentle breeze stirs

The colourful furze

In sunlight bright, as burnished gold

 

Don Cameron 2020

Mapas Obelisk atop Killiney Hill

Mapas Obelisk atop Killiney Hill

 

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The Bloomsday Boy

Ulysses, James Joyce’s most famous work, is set on June 16th and has become known as Bloomsday. It is celebrated with great gusto and reverence all over the world, and this ‘Limerick for Jimmy’ is my contribution.

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Looking for a book, with plenty of choice

Try Ulysses, there’s many a device

With Sweny’s for soap

Davy Byrnes’s for hope

Don’t hesitate to open, this one by Joyce

'Sweet lemony wax.'

‘Sweet lemony wax.’

His words are distinctive, an original voice

Always clever, but not always nice

Be it Molly or Bloom

Her uncertain groom

They get your attention, so planned Joyce

Sweny Chemist, Lincoln Place, Dublin

Sweny Chemist, Lincoln Place, Dublin

Dublin the city, his literary paradise

Source of ideas, and wordy precise

Throwaway or Dignam

He could certainly pick ‘em

Oh, what a man, was our Jimmy Joyce

 

Don Cameron 2020

 

The Bloomsady Boy in St Stephen's Green, Dublin

The Bloomsady Boy in St Stephen’s Green, Dublin

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WB Yeats – Happy Birthday

William Butler Yeats was born on 13th June 1865 in 5, Sandymount Avenue, south Dublin, the eldest of four children. Ireland’s greatest poet was one of the founders of the Abbey Theatre, a leading member of the Irish Literary Revival, a Senator in the new Irish Free State and the winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1923.  (I will arise is dedicated to the great man.)

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I will arise

 

I will arise and go now, to the big shop

A place long-closed and almost forgotten

After such strange effort, my goodies I drop

Please don’t break, the eggs I’ve just gotten

 

It was fun being there, the place was right stuffed

Crowds gathered for ages, talking bargains galore

Anticipation finally over, we pushed and huffed

So much dizzy excitement, never once a chore

 

I will arise and go now, be sure to make it count

The place looking lovely, under a cloudless sky

The haggling was tough, but I got a dis-count

After such a busy day, time for bye-bye!

 

Don Cameron 2020

 

Bust of WB Yeats in Sandymount Green, Dublin

Bust of WB Yeats in Sandymount Green, Dublin

 

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Sunday Poem – No. 1 ‘The Struggle’

I shall compare thee to a pain in the head
Killing silently, softly, be it day or night
You’re everywhere, filling the world with dread
So small and lethal, hiding in plain sight

It’s life and death, as we struggle to move
Taking great strain for us just to be
Chemists and scientists at work to prove
Your days are numbered, soon you’ll see

The spirit is strong and wanting to stay
So much trouble now making it fierce
The sunlight is rising and coming your way
When we will finally, your web to pierce

We will overcome the dark and fatal sting
Beating you the pest and comfort bring

Don Cameron 2020

 

Into the light...

Into the light…

 

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Limerick-a-Day: No. 56

A little piece, written in strange times


Eight weeks is not long, but it felt like forever
Missing family and friends, a painful sever
We’ll meet real soon
Hey, make it High Noon
When we can chat about, our lockdown endeavour

Don Cameron 2020

 

Unused...for too long

Empty…for too long

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Limerick-a-Day: No. 54

A little piece, written in strange times


The enemy is bad, and highly contagious
Spreading like fire, simply outrageous
Let’s keep it at bay
Help chase it away
And like the frontliners, be ever courageous

Don Cameron 2020

Hold on...don't stop now

Hold on…don’t stop now

 

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Limerick-a-Day: No. 50

A little piece, written in strange times


A glorious day, as the sunlight does stream
People are happy, their smiles all a-beam
That’s another day in
We’re close to the win
When I will see you again, for coffee and cream

Don Cameron 2020

Cheers - good to see you again

Cheers – good to see you again

 

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Limerick-a-Day: No. 49

A little piece, written in strange times


I get on the bus, and go into town
It’s totally silent, there’s no one around
The strangeness of NOW
Can we go back, somehow?
Not very likely, and there’s still not a sound

Don Cameron 2020

Nice...but silent

Super…but silent

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Limerick-a-Day: No. 39

A little piece, written in strange times


A ‘Day in the Life’, as John Lennon once said
I understand clearly, listening in bed
A call now and then
To family or friend
Turn the last page, another book read

Plenty to get through...

Plenty to get through…

Don Cameron 2020

 

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Limerick-a-Day: No. 30

A little piece, written in strange times


Social distancing, the gap to do

Six feet between, me and you

Make sure to call

And do tell all

Over important stuff, we can chew

Don Cameron 2020

Keep your distance

Keep your distance

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