Matt Mooney Poems
- Red Deer Red deer at dawn that come our way, Quick and ...
- An Eye On London The morning sky has a crest of a ...
- Bilbao Interlude By the banks of the Nervión river In the ...
- Across The Irish Sea When the light was white from Tilley ...
- Alone Goodbyes at the open front door On a Sunday morning in...
- Agony Aunt The merry widow in her home, So proud of her ...
- Always Eighteen The clearness of a dream I had in bed last ...
Born in Kilchreest, Loughrea, Co. Galway in 1943, he took up a teaching position in Listowel in 1966.
His first book of poetry 'Droving' was launched at Writers' Week, Listowel in 2003.
He read at The Baffle Festival, and the West Cork Literary Festival and in Victoria, Canada. His poem ‘The Instrument’ was read on Radio One by Ciarán Mac Mathúna. ‘Stepping Away’ appeared in West 47. He was in the top 30 in the Poemhunter contest a few years ago.
His second collection of poems 'Falling Apples' was launched at Writers'Week, Listowel in 2010.It's available for purchase on line at Original Writing Ltd, from Kenny's Books on line and from Amazon.
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'''Now it's Nature's turn to suffer,From 'Bleeding', a poem on an environmental disaster which was due to construction work for a wind turbine farm up in the mountain in Derrybrien, Co.G...
All the shame is our's alone'.''
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Red deer at dawn that come our way,
Quick and sleek and nimble, nibbling;
Drifting fog is weaving morning magic
Beyond the ruined castle by the lake.
Sensing there is someone somewhere,
On red alert their heads are raised;
Silently they fade away like daybreak,
Disappearing through the lakeside reeds.