Barry N Williams
Biography of Barry N Williams
I was born in the Rotunda hospital in Dublin on the twenty second of February nineteen sixty five and spent the first five or six years of my life in one room over Henry Skerrits shop in St Patrick’s Street before moving to Bolbrook in the wilds of Tallaght. I spent my formative years there up to the age of twenty. I married the beautiful and wonderful Caroline a week before my twenty first birthday and we spent a brief couple of weeks living with her mother in Mount Brown before moving to Jobstown in (yes you guessed it) the wilds of Tallaght. After about a year living in the wilderness we moved to St Johns in Clondalkin where we stayed for many years before moving a few years ago to Kilbeggan in the wilds of County Westmeath. Along the way we had three boys, (Shane, Barry and Aaron) two of which have now flown the coup (woo hoo) and we now also have three beautiful grandchildren, Katie (the small and crazy) , Darren (the wet and noisy) and Sophie (the quiet and tiny)
Barry N Williams Poems
In a stable on a night devine, A boy was born, Yours and mine, A heavenly host proclaimed his birth,
Green fields filled with canvas hills, Triangles, rectangles, domes and tunnels, Stretched as far as the eye can see, All the colours of the rainbow,
Her hair flowed like ribbon on the breeze, As she sat and watched the rolling seas, The sun shone down and lit her eyes, The wind was gentle as her sighs.
Magnificent temples now in ruin, Broken columns still show their splendor, Defaced decoration, Coptic solution, Obelisks still standing with no surrender,
Her hair flowed like ribbon on the breeze,
As she sat and watched the rolling seas,
The sun shone down and lit her eyes,
The wind was gentle as her sighs.
Her face distant,
Deep in thought,
Of days gone by,
Of friendships lost.