Tomás Ó Cárthaigh : Writing

Every Book Has Its Last Page - Ingrid Andrew RIP

Every Book Has Its Last Page - Ingrid Andrew RIP

A Poem by Tomás Ó C&a..


Dedicated to the memory of the late writer, artist and musician Ingrid Andrew…
Tears For and Thoughts with Paris Tonight

Tears For and Thoughts with Paris Tonight

A Poem by Tomás Ó C&a..


Après la pluie, le beau temps. Translation: After troubles, calm comes back. #prayforparis
White Sails on the Claddagh

White Sails on the Claddagh

A Poem by Tomás Ó C&a..


White Sails on the Claddagh – alas but a yacht today, not the King leading a Red Sailed fleet of hookers out for a days fishing…
This Could Be 1939 Again

This Could Be 1939 Again

A Poem by Tomás Ó C&a..


“This Could Be 1939 Again” Czech Roma refugee, a friend of mine, who will remain nameless, circa 1998
That Little Four Letter Word Called Love

That Little Four Letter Word Called Love

A Poem by Tomás Ó C&a..


Karl Marx said religion was the opiate of the masses. I think in this modern world, what is sacred, sex, has been taken from everything the sexual rev..
Donkey Innovation

Donkey Innovation

A Poem by Tomás Ó C&a..


Being whipped too often by its owner, the donkey said instead of pulling the cart for its owner, it would own its destiny, and would push the cart ins..
It’s A Boy

It’s A Boy

A Poem by Tomás Ó C&a..


Aylan Kurdi will be forgotton by the media, in time, as their only intrest is making money. Their mood switches with the popular take of the day, and ..
Bitter Sugar

Bitter Sugar

A Poem by Tomás Ó C&a..


The island of St. Croix has a Granard, Annally, Longford, Corn Hill, Cartys, Cartys Point, and Madame Cartys placenames. All very quant and interestin..
Portrait of the Poet as a Not So Young Man

Portrait of the Poet as a Not So Young Man

A Poem by Tomás Ó C&a..


Pondering getting older, in melancholy mood, while looking at a charcoal portrait a street artists drew...
Toasting Two Kings

Toasting Two Kings

A Poem by Tomás Ó C&a..


I was at the Aughrim Horse Fair last Sunday, and while viewing all of the horses – and the women! – there, I took a walk around the villag..