Una hora menos

  Una Hora Menos, Introduction   This collection of verse commenced in April 2022 shortly after the publication of Faith Hope and Covid Diaries. It came as Covid was on the wane and we were beginning to mingle again. As a family we had formed a ‘bubble’ with our daughter and husband who had two young children who were frequently unwell and could not be exposed to the virus.   I had spent much, too much, time during Covid looking up property websites in Tenerife. We had sold our property in Adeje Paradise two days into Covid, but we had always discussed the possibility of buying a much smaller less expensive property. My wife conveniently forgot. But I did not.   By chance I discovered the perfect property, for me at least, for a reasonably small sum near the airport in southern Tenerife. It had views of the sea front and back, and overlooked the ninth hole of the gold course which gave unending enjoyment. The adventure of buying again lifted my soul and so verse flow...

  Contents   One hour earlier  Kyiv verses You have no idea May in Dun Leary Surprises One man’s war Train to Sligo Two terraces and a kettle It’s over now The last chapter One hundred thousand years ago Sitting on the soft sand Above the sea After we are gone The world will end Look beyond The early tractor The ferry glides Do not go worried  I would be mistaken  Sacrifice What to do? Christina McDonagh Awake The Angelus Bells Eyes look out The hill What kind of God Hurry my lover Quiet moments The dead Beside the grave How I miss Overnight Deserted September beaches The Queen is gone Rest now Westminster Verses from a beach She’s singing Marie Celeste Winding Road As long as thou canst We know not The exile Life is normal til it’s not  It’s a soft November Sunday A quiet prayer for peace in Ukraine There is a time Get out of my house If I December Sunday Forget your heroes Between the cries February 24th 19.09 hours  Hail Mary This plastic patriot Se...

  One hour earlier Here in Tenerife We’re one full hour behind Our dearest mother mainland But that’s ok, we’re fine.  They get up an hour sooner While we can party later It seems to work for us I’d certainly wager.  The Spaniards came and conquered The isles of eternal Spring But they in turn were captured By the land they sought to win.  Seven Magic Islands Gleaming in the sun All around the bluesy seas There for everyone.