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Eoin's litany of websites. Tá cheithre chinn dhéag agam. I have fourteen (14) websites.
eoindunford.com ¦ eoindunfordsmusicwebsite.weebly.com ¦ oparispoetrywebsite.weebly.com ¦ christenergykindled.weebly.com ¦ blueisthecolourofmysoul.weebly.com ¦ newpermanency.weebly.com ¦ donalcalloway.weebly.com ¦ alexandertrevor.weebly.com ¦ greenandbluethings.weebly.com ¦ eoinsnewpoetrywebsite.weebly.com ¦ instagram.com/eoinocious1980 ¦ soundcloud.com/winnabong ¦ eoindunfordsblog.blogspot.com
Three songs I wish to recommend: Bryan Ferry - Shameless (Still Going Remix); Lightning Seeds - Pure; U2 - Magnificent (Fred Falke Radio Mix). 2025 is upon us once more and I enjoyed Christmas 2024. |
Fáilte go dtí mo shuíomh idirlín
Eoin Dunford anseo. Scríobhaim roinnt filíochta (sa Sacs-Bhéarla don chuid is mó). Chruthaigh mé donalcalloway.weebly.com ar 14 Eanáir 2022. Is é an naonú tsuíomh idirlín atá agam. Tabhair cuairt ar eoindunford.com má tá fonn ort. Níl mórán ábhair anseo i láthair na huaire. Beidh mé ag cur leis an tsuíomh idirlín áirithe seo le himeacht na haimsire. Beirigí bua agus seacht mbeannacht. ENGLISH TRANSLATION: This is Eoin Dunford. I writes a little poetry (mostly in English). I created donalcalloway.weebly.com on 14 January 2022. It's my ninth website. Visit eoindunford.com if you'd like. There isn't much here at the mo. I'll be adding to this especial [particular] site as time goes by. Blessings in the skies [disguise].
Eoin Dunford will be writing as Dónal CallowayDónal Calloway is a pen name I use |
Poetry by Eoin Dunford
There are now 25-or-so poems here at Dónal Calloway's website. I am mostly creating at eoinsnewpoetrywebsite.weebly.com this weather (these days). Enjoy.
#1. THE GOLDEN SUN IS BLACK
The sun is barely in reach these days.
The atmos is suddèn lowering.
We find ourselves transfixed
'Neath lower radius.
AVENGED SEVENFOLD
He was a murderer from the beginning,
Not holding to the truth,
For there is no truth in him.
The king was enraged.
He sent his army
And destroyed those murderers
And burned their city.
CLUAIN MEALA THIS MORN
I was in Cluain Meala this morn (town in Tipperary thirty miles north
From where I live). My mum brought me to Cluain Meala because she was going shopping.
She bought me a fantastic Asian meal
And then I awaited her return upon the roof carpark of the "Showgrounds" shopping centre.
EOIN TELLS
Eoinocious here.
Putting the angles together
And destroying all probs
For the friends of the Christ that shineth splendingly abroad.
HOW I LOVE YOU, FREYA
How I love you, goddess Freya;
My playful nickname for you is Freyabong.
You are a lovely lady who lives in heaven
And I simply love being friends.
HOW I LOVE YOU, TARA
Tara Adams is a lady from heaven.
I love being friends with Tara and I have a cuddly squirrel representing her
Bridget Hayes upon a shelf in my room.
I hope to see Tara soon.
I LIKE READING THE BIBLE
I enjoy reading the New Testament.
I adore Jesus.
Reading the Christian Scriptures brings me closer to God
And it also edifies and relaxes me.
I LOVE THE MUSIC
I love the music (in Irish the definite article is used).
It breaks down blind destruction and division.
Listening to this superb indestructible form of Great Art unites positively inclined people
Of wilful desiring constructive goodwill.
I WAS ON HOLIDAYS LISTENING TO BRILLIANTLY POSITIVE MUSIC
I was on holidays once below a time with my parents of love manifold.
I was listening to the Lady Deborah Harry and her fantastic band Blondie.
I was listening to Céline Dion and I was really happy
As well as the great visionary-like artist Belinda Carlisle.
INCAPABLE OF CREATIVE CONSTRUCTION
The father of lies
Is not advanced or adept at the oul' creation.
Oul' is a phrase utilised in Éirinn (Ireland) and anyways
The silly old fool our enemy cannot constructively cause owt to become create.
INSTAGRAM PROB
At the mo I have 301 beautiful pictures on Instagram.
But the Instagram system (computer) won't allow me to post any more.
As soon as I post my new content gets removed. I am doing nothing wrong.
I will try it again soon and I hope that I will be able to continue to add.
MEDJUGORJE BECKONS ONCE MORE
Medjugorje awaits. This shrine of the Sweetie Mother in Bosna i Hercegovina.
I have visited Our Lady there 11 times in the past and my mum is bringing me next week.
It'll be my 12th "pilgrimage" to this beautiful village where She once appeared
And I enjoy myself and one would always meet pleasant similar-minded people.
MICK'S AWAY
Mick is leaving.
He is a lad I bumped into in the Irish city of Gaillimh
And he had a tendency to perform ovations to his own jokes.
He was a nice fella nathless.
MORNING OF MORNINGS
Thaw.
The song of songs.
There was somebody speaking to my inner phantom
When She Herself deigned to appear from out of nowhere
(Now is the time) and got the party started.
Drive on because my will is rendered disabled.
MOTHER MARY COMES TO ME
Sometimes I repeat over and over
Mother Mary, please love and protect me.
I whisper this repeated mantra to Mother Mary.
The Sweetie Mother is my finest guide (She guides me in all things).
MUM
Zàrä (Our Lady).
Her name is virtually impossible to pronounce and it has to be learnt.
It took me a year or two to get there and yet
I will never fully comprehend the secrets of this person's Heart.
MUSIC VIDEOS
I have a collection of music videos
On my computer.
Most of them are pop and rock;
However, some are country tunes.
MUSICBANK
Musicbank are an ambient ensemble.
(This poem) for the Lord Moniker.
They perform "Climbing The Glacier"; "The Journey North"; "Sahara Dawn".
I really like their album Icecaps & Deserts. It is cool. It chills (!).
NEGATIVE VIBES
My brother Brian Weston suffered down here for a while.
Brian was beset by negative vibeology from all angles.
He would go about trying to do his own thing, records etc.;
He was severely! beset and he was human(e)ly trying to stave off the sh--.
OFFENCE WAS TAKEN
You lied, you cheated,
You faked,
And offence was taken
At the devil's insinuations.
PRAYER
I pray you don't turn against me
From here on in ever ever again.
Will you turn against me (?).
Should you do then I will bitterly resist you, old friends.
PSYCHIATRIC ACTION
My uncle had a fake gun, a fake rifle,
On a campsite in Cymru where three of us were staying.
There was this cat in the bushes and he was pretending to fire it at him
And we were rolling around laughing because my uncle was roaring, Psychiatric action!
SONG OF THE OPEN ROAD
Journeying through Kilnafrehan and Colligan
Wearing a polite society smile upon my lips
Touring
And I'm so happy to be together.
--When I'm travelling with my loved ones I tend to remind myself of the phrase "Song of the open road" because the whole journey is spread out before me to enjoy and in a way (thank God) I have my whole life before me too.
SWEETIE O'BRIEN
She is from the high house.
She is from the local area.
She is a high lass floating downward
From barr an chnoic -- goddess on a mountaintop.
THE FIRST TIME EVER I SAW YOUR FACE
The first time ever I saw the Lord Goodchild's holy visage
Like a fluctuation which beautifully leereth
I had a seismic improvement of optimistic inclination.
He is a beautiful soul and he lives in paradise among the gods and angels.
THE WORLD IS UPSIDEDOWN
The world as we know it is upsidedown tonight.
The devil has launched a paltry attack.
There is no problem that can't be fixed.
There is enough light which remaineth to alleviate the situ completely.
WIKIPEDIA
I find the online encyclopedia Wikipedia which is too massive for replete comprehension
A fulfilling and powerful resource.
I enjoy finding out info and various entertaining things
About languages, pop music bands and artists, and the orbitations of planets.
It is my hope to place some more poems here in the future. One of my favourite New Testament Bible verses is, "[Jesus our Lord] was delivered for our offences, and was raised again for our justification" (Romans 4. xv., KJV).
#1. THE GOLDEN SUN IS BLACK
The sun is barely in reach these days.
The atmos is suddèn lowering.
We find ourselves transfixed
'Neath lower radius.
AVENGED SEVENFOLD
He was a murderer from the beginning,
Not holding to the truth,
For there is no truth in him.
The king was enraged.
He sent his army
And destroyed those murderers
And burned their city.
CLUAIN MEALA THIS MORN
I was in Cluain Meala this morn (town in Tipperary thirty miles north
From where I live). My mum brought me to Cluain Meala because she was going shopping.
She bought me a fantastic Asian meal
And then I awaited her return upon the roof carpark of the "Showgrounds" shopping centre.
EOIN TELLS
Eoinocious here.
Putting the angles together
And destroying all probs
For the friends of the Christ that shineth splendingly abroad.
HOW I LOVE YOU, FREYA
How I love you, goddess Freya;
My playful nickname for you is Freyabong.
You are a lovely lady who lives in heaven
And I simply love being friends.
HOW I LOVE YOU, TARA
Tara Adams is a lady from heaven.
I love being friends with Tara and I have a cuddly squirrel representing her
Bridget Hayes upon a shelf in my room.
I hope to see Tara soon.
I LIKE READING THE BIBLE
I enjoy reading the New Testament.
I adore Jesus.
Reading the Christian Scriptures brings me closer to God
And it also edifies and relaxes me.
I LOVE THE MUSIC
I love the music (in Irish the definite article is used).
It breaks down blind destruction and division.
Listening to this superb indestructible form of Great Art unites positively inclined people
Of wilful desiring constructive goodwill.
I WAS ON HOLIDAYS LISTENING TO BRILLIANTLY POSITIVE MUSIC
I was on holidays once below a time with my parents of love manifold.
I was listening to the Lady Deborah Harry and her fantastic band Blondie.
I was listening to Céline Dion and I was really happy
As well as the great visionary-like artist Belinda Carlisle.
INCAPABLE OF CREATIVE CONSTRUCTION
The father of lies
Is not advanced or adept at the oul' creation.
Oul' is a phrase utilised in Éirinn (Ireland) and anyways
The silly old fool our enemy cannot constructively cause owt to become create.
INSTAGRAM PROB
At the mo I have 301 beautiful pictures on Instagram.
But the Instagram system (computer) won't allow me to post any more.
As soon as I post my new content gets removed. I am doing nothing wrong.
I will try it again soon and I hope that I will be able to continue to add.
MEDJUGORJE BECKONS ONCE MORE
Medjugorje awaits. This shrine of the Sweetie Mother in Bosna i Hercegovina.
I have visited Our Lady there 11 times in the past and my mum is bringing me next week.
It'll be my 12th "pilgrimage" to this beautiful village where She once appeared
And I enjoy myself and one would always meet pleasant similar-minded people.
MICK'S AWAY
Mick is leaving.
He is a lad I bumped into in the Irish city of Gaillimh
And he had a tendency to perform ovations to his own jokes.
He was a nice fella nathless.
MORNING OF MORNINGS
Thaw.
The song of songs.
There was somebody speaking to my inner phantom
When She Herself deigned to appear from out of nowhere
(Now is the time) and got the party started.
Drive on because my will is rendered disabled.
MOTHER MARY COMES TO ME
Sometimes I repeat over and over
Mother Mary, please love and protect me.
I whisper this repeated mantra to Mother Mary.
The Sweetie Mother is my finest guide (She guides me in all things).
MUM
Zàrä (Our Lady).
Her name is virtually impossible to pronounce and it has to be learnt.
It took me a year or two to get there and yet
I will never fully comprehend the secrets of this person's Heart.
MUSIC VIDEOS
I have a collection of music videos
On my computer.
Most of them are pop and rock;
However, some are country tunes.
MUSICBANK
Musicbank are an ambient ensemble.
(This poem) for the Lord Moniker.
They perform "Climbing The Glacier"; "The Journey North"; "Sahara Dawn".
I really like their album Icecaps & Deserts. It is cool. It chills (!).
NEGATIVE VIBES
My brother Brian Weston suffered down here for a while.
Brian was beset by negative vibeology from all angles.
He would go about trying to do his own thing, records etc.;
He was severely! beset and he was human(e)ly trying to stave off the sh--.
OFFENCE WAS TAKEN
You lied, you cheated,
You faked,
And offence was taken
At the devil's insinuations.
PRAYER
I pray you don't turn against me
From here on in ever ever again.
Will you turn against me (?).
Should you do then I will bitterly resist you, old friends.
PSYCHIATRIC ACTION
My uncle had a fake gun, a fake rifle,
On a campsite in Cymru where three of us were staying.
There was this cat in the bushes and he was pretending to fire it at him
And we were rolling around laughing because my uncle was roaring, Psychiatric action!
SONG OF THE OPEN ROAD
Journeying through Kilnafrehan and Colligan
Wearing a polite society smile upon my lips
Touring
And I'm so happy to be together.
--When I'm travelling with my loved ones I tend to remind myself of the phrase "Song of the open road" because the whole journey is spread out before me to enjoy and in a way (thank God) I have my whole life before me too.
SWEETIE O'BRIEN
She is from the high house.
She is from the local area.
She is a high lass floating downward
From barr an chnoic -- goddess on a mountaintop.
THE FIRST TIME EVER I SAW YOUR FACE
The first time ever I saw the Lord Goodchild's holy visage
Like a fluctuation which beautifully leereth
I had a seismic improvement of optimistic inclination.
He is a beautiful soul and he lives in paradise among the gods and angels.
THE WORLD IS UPSIDEDOWN
The world as we know it is upsidedown tonight.
The devil has launched a paltry attack.
There is no problem that can't be fixed.
There is enough light which remaineth to alleviate the situ completely.
WIKIPEDIA
I find the online encyclopedia Wikipedia which is too massive for replete comprehension
A fulfilling and powerful resource.
I enjoy finding out info and various entertaining things
About languages, pop music bands and artists, and the orbitations of planets.
It is my hope to place some more poems here in the future. One of my favourite New Testament Bible verses is, "[Jesus our Lord] was delivered for our offences, and was raised again for our justification" (Romans 4. xv., KJV).
More poetry will be appearing anseo [here] soon.
Welcome to donalcalloway.weebly.comI am from Dún Garbhán, Co. Phort Láirge, Éire.
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Mar gheall ormsa agus mo shuíomh idirlín (About me and my website). Hobbies: listening to music/writing poetry/creating digital artworks.
"The Work Song" by the Scottish tradrock band Runrig
[Verse 1]
My father came from a Highland home
And I was raised in a Lowland town
He fought his life for a heartless soil
I watched the burning wheels go round
[Verse 2]
I tried to break out, I grew my hair
I kicked the ball and I made the grade
The more I kicked the more I wept
This is a hopeless, heartless cage
[Chorus]
A man must work his hands
A man must bare his brow
A man must hold his head high
As he walks on through this world
[Verse 3]
We spoke in silence, we cursed in vain
Then I shook the old man's hand
If he could see me now, he'd be ashamed
Is this the son that became a man
[Verse 4]
He knew his place and he knew his pride
They've made a freeman of this slave
No, there was never beauty here, but there was life
What now for a freeman in his grave
[Chorus]
A man must work his hands
A man must bare his brow
A man must hold his head high
As he walks on through this world
[Verse 5]
So what will I tell the woman I love
Lying in her arms as the sun goes down
You tell me you can live on love
Rivers of plenty, money to burn
[Verse 6]
And as I lie across her breasts
I feel the heartbeat of an unborn love
I close my eyes and I pray to God
Make this a daughter, not a son
[Chorus]
A man must work his hands
A man must bare his brow
A man must hold his head high
As he walks on through this world
A man must work his hands
A man must bare his brow
A man must hold his head high
As he walks on through this world
My father came from a Highland home
And I was raised in a Lowland town
He fought his life for a heartless soil
I watched the burning wheels go round
[Verse 2]
I tried to break out, I grew my hair
I kicked the ball and I made the grade
The more I kicked the more I wept
This is a hopeless, heartless cage
[Chorus]
A man must work his hands
A man must bare his brow
A man must hold his head high
As he walks on through this world
[Verse 3]
We spoke in silence, we cursed in vain
Then I shook the old man's hand
If he could see me now, he'd be ashamed
Is this the son that became a man
[Verse 4]
He knew his place and he knew his pride
They've made a freeman of this slave
No, there was never beauty here, but there was life
What now for a freeman in his grave
[Chorus]
A man must work his hands
A man must bare his brow
A man must hold his head high
As he walks on through this world
[Verse 5]
So what will I tell the woman I love
Lying in her arms as the sun goes down
You tell me you can live on love
Rivers of plenty, money to burn
[Verse 6]
And as I lie across her breasts
I feel the heartbeat of an unborn love
I close my eyes and I pray to God
Make this a daughter, not a son
[Chorus]
A man must work his hands
A man must bare his brow
A man must hold his head high
As he walks on through this world
A man must work his hands
A man must bare his brow
A man must hold his head high
As he walks on through this world
A handful of places in our beautiful world
An nuacht is déanaí
22 January 2022. I'm in my apt. The apt is what I call my town apartment. My parents were so good as to get it for me, thank God. It is "central location", thank God. I enjoys writing a little bit of poetry when I come here. The apt is cool... and it has light and heat etc., thank God. Now, I haven't added to my Blogger site with a couple of days (blog address below). But it's going well. I should be adding more photos, anecdotes, etc., soon. I enjoys creating websites. They give me something to do (create) and they are also a useful jumping-off point (base) for my poetry. I'll be back... this website will often be updated.
26 January 2022. I'll be adding the occasional Irish-language update at my blog (blog address below).
BLOG: eoindunfordsblog.blogspot.com
16 Nollaig 2024. Green and Blue Things is going great, thank God.
4 January 2025. Christmas was fine. eoinsnewpoetrywebsite.weebly.com is going well.
26 January 2022. I'll be adding the occasional Irish-language update at my blog (blog address below).
BLOG: eoindunfordsblog.blogspot.com
16 Nollaig 2024. Green and Blue Things is going great, thank God.
4 January 2025. Christmas was fine. eoinsnewpoetrywebsite.weebly.com is going well.
Subway Surfers is a wonder-filled game I play on Android.
Fifty great songs
Here's a list of 50 (fifty) classic songs I regularly listen to.
Blondie - Already Naked
Blondie - Atomic
Blondie - Call Me
Blondie - Dreaming
Blondie - Hanging On The Telephone (remix)
Blondie - Heart Of Glass
Blondie - Maria
Blondie - Long Time
The Box Tops - The Letter
Boy Meets Girl - Waiting For A Star To Fall
Ceoltóirí Chualann - Ding Dong Dedaró
The Connells - '74-'75
Dire Straits - Walk Of Life
Dobie Gray - Drift Away
Earth & Fire - Weekend
East 17 - House Of Love
Erasure - I Love Saturday
Fancy - Bolero
Feargal Sharkey - A Good Heart
Glenn Frey - The Heat Is On
Glenn Medeiros - Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For You
Hue and Cry - Labour Of Love
The Human League - Don't You Want Me
Ini Kamoze - Here Comes The Hotstepper
Inspiral Carpets - This Is How It Feels To Be Lonely
Jim Diamond - I Should Have Known Better
John Cale - Gideon's Bible
Kirsty MacColl - A New England
Mary Black - A Woman's Heart
Midnight Oil - Beds Are Burning
Monaco - What Do You Want From Me?
The October Project - If I Could
The Pasadenas - I'm Doing Fine Now
Pat Barrett - The Way (New Horizon)
Paula Abdul - Opposites Attract
Paula Abdul - Rush Rush
The Pixies - Here Comes Your Man
The Pixies - Monkey Gone To Heaven
Right Said Fred - Deeply Dippy
Roxette - Secrets That She Keeps
Shed Seven - Speakeasy
Skeeter Davis - The End Of The World
The Smiths - Still Ill
Steps - Tragedy
Stevie Nicks - Rooms On Fire
Stevie Wonder - Part-Time Lover
The Stone Roses - Love Spreads
The Sutherland Brothers - Arms Of Mary
Wham! - Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go
Zoe - Sunshine On A Rainy Day
Blondie - Already Naked
Blondie - Atomic
Blondie - Call Me
Blondie - Dreaming
Blondie - Hanging On The Telephone (remix)
Blondie - Heart Of Glass
Blondie - Maria
Blondie - Long Time
The Box Tops - The Letter
Boy Meets Girl - Waiting For A Star To Fall
Ceoltóirí Chualann - Ding Dong Dedaró
The Connells - '74-'75
Dire Straits - Walk Of Life
Dobie Gray - Drift Away
Earth & Fire - Weekend
East 17 - House Of Love
Erasure - I Love Saturday
Fancy - Bolero
Feargal Sharkey - A Good Heart
Glenn Frey - The Heat Is On
Glenn Medeiros - Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For You
Hue and Cry - Labour Of Love
The Human League - Don't You Want Me
Ini Kamoze - Here Comes The Hotstepper
Inspiral Carpets - This Is How It Feels To Be Lonely
Jim Diamond - I Should Have Known Better
John Cale - Gideon's Bible
Kirsty MacColl - A New England
Mary Black - A Woman's Heart
Midnight Oil - Beds Are Burning
Monaco - What Do You Want From Me?
The October Project - If I Could
The Pasadenas - I'm Doing Fine Now
Pat Barrett - The Way (New Horizon)
Paula Abdul - Opposites Attract
Paula Abdul - Rush Rush
The Pixies - Here Comes Your Man
The Pixies - Monkey Gone To Heaven
Right Said Fred - Deeply Dippy
Roxette - Secrets That She Keeps
Shed Seven - Speakeasy
Skeeter Davis - The End Of The World
The Smiths - Still Ill
Steps - Tragedy
Stevie Nicks - Rooms On Fire
Stevie Wonder - Part-Time Lover
The Stone Roses - Love Spreads
The Sutherland Brothers - Arms Of Mary
Wham! - Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go
Zoe - Sunshine On A Rainy Day
About Dónal Calloway pen name
Male, amateur poet, 44, Éire (Ireland)
