Matt Mooney

Rookie - 119 Points (1943 / South Galway, Ireland.)

Alive By The Lee - Poem by Matt Mooney

A tall man bends low,
While there is time,
To pick up a lost coin
Lying in the bus lane,
Before the evening rush.

Students heading home
Hungry for their dinner
High up in rented rooms
Across the Shaky Bridge
Up there in Sunday's Well.

We walked by the Lee,
A looking glass for trees;
First kisses on a bench
As wild ducks pair away.

Sunset on the Western Rd.
Now an avenue of gold;
Blackbirds begin to sing
Around the Pink Clinic-
Place of medical healing.

On a building site next door
A dumper driver determined
To utilise the light of day
Lays up another load on top
Of a heap of stone and clay.

In the new hotel, the Kingsley,
Champagne in slender glasses:
Popping corks, loud laughter
And the night falling in the city;
The sweet music of a harp
Scintillating under chandeliers.

Comments about Alive By The Lee by Matt Mooney

  • Veteran Poet - 1,068 Points Kanav Justa (11/8/2013 2:25:00 AM)

    This is such a beautiful poem... well done (Report) Reply

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  • Bronze Star - 2,255 Points Adeline Foster (4/23/2010 2:41:00 PM)

    A lovely Poem. I wanted to give you a 10, but the site refused my vote. Just consider it noted.
    Adeline (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,116 Points Marieta Maglas (4/19/2010 6:33:00 PM)

    Very well expressed ideas, very beautiful poem, bright imagery, thank you for sharing.... (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,245 Points Rachel Ann Butler (11/8/2009 4:26:00 PM)

    'We walked by the Lee,
    A looking glass for trees;
    First kisses on a bench'

    Rachel Ann Butler (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Jasmin Whyte (9/10/2009 2:54:00 PM)

    'We walked by the Lee,
    A looking glass for trees;
    First kisses on a bench
    As wild ducks pair away'

    such a beautiful verse, the description is true to place as is the rest of this lovely poem doing justice to a landscape so familiar, and meticulously observed. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 77 Points Surya . (9/9/2009 7:43:00 PM)

    vow! beautiful scenes well described.bright imagery.nice poem.
    surya (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Patrick McFarland (9/5/2009 1:31:00 AM)

    It's been too many years since I was last in your beautiful Isle, and this terrific poem makes me long to return. 10+++ (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 1 Points nomad omnia (8/17/2009 7:01:00 AM)

    Takes me right back to student days, Matt. A different city, no doubt, but the same elemental truths. A great poem. N (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 17, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, May 30, 2011

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