Memoria

Hearts in place

A lullaby of an Irish river 

where crickets sing their dreams

of a girl and her song ..

of rebellion 

and a man with a burning spear 

a drum and a horn 

cries for the forgotten 

names that rest in shadows past 

those who lived in the name of 

Freedom







copyright 2012 Robin Amaral

Reviews

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I don't comment on structure and delivery, only emotion, which is what I love about poetry, and, fact is, I'm no expert. What I will say is I love what you have to say :) My grandfather was from Ireland. I loved him dearly. Your poem touched my heart!

[Robin]

I pour my words through my heart so they may reach others , thank you .

[writing mojo]

brave heart meets an Irish spring commercial either way i am definitely cleaned and respectful with the ghost you must bribed with flesh to get to the bottom of this Celtic knotted piece...well penned

[Sami Khalil]

What a combination : an Irish river and a poet's dream.

[Robin]

all for the readers imagination ...

[A.A.Romanczuk]

my hearted just bonded with theirs and marches singing freedom.

[Kenneth The Poet]

This is a beautiful work of art.

[sienikeha]

ah. words like tumbling gumballs sliding down a merry chute!

O' This grabbed me, deeply. Wise man.
Your words are a waterfal to grace.

E.L.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

impressive structure and delivery.

[Desert Dreamer]

Oh, I love the way this poem seems to blend the present time with the freedoms of the past, as if our ancestors are crying out to us, or more precisely to a girl who hears the song of crickets. Rebellion and freedom in the song of a cricket.

[FireWoman]

I am drawn to this, a moth to a flame.