Rolling Tobacco On A Road Map Poem by paddy d daly

Rolling Tobacco On A Road Map

Rating: 3.5


Neatly I trace out
the amber leaves,
Half way from
Roscommon to Ballinasloe,
to the right lies ballyforan
to the left, brideswell,
I scoop them up
into the white paper
and roll and think
of rolling hills
Far away in
Wicklow or Mayo,
I strick a match
and blow out blue smoke,
I think of poitin makers
on Connemara hills.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Noreen Carden 10 March 2015

Terrific poem paddy especially as Mayo got a mention clever idea for a poem so well done

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Shania K. Younce 26 August 2014

This is a fine poem. I enjoyed the read. Bien!

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