I visited the “open mike” at Listowel’s Seanchai,
There was nobody there to listen to...
Well.. nobody but me.
What was I to do in that hallowed place.
Where great names and faces those halls did grace.
I sat awhile and mused,
On great old days gone by,
A town of literary talent,
Yet nobody here .
But I.
A new arrival to be sure.
Very nervous and insecure.
Did I belong there ,
Yes I did,
My thoughts and dreams of playwrights bid
Me stay and write this little ode,
To poets and writers
Near sweet Listowel,
Who stayed at home this lovely day,
Without ever knowing,
What I had to say,
Well I am here, and this is my piece,
It has given my mind ...
Sweet release.
B. O’Shea
Popped in earlier in the week for a coffee / have to say the nicest Americano I have had in a while -just yummy coffee / will be heading to the Seanchai again soon for coffee and treats �
Amazing little gem. Just had time for a quick visit yesterday but will be back for the full tour. Thanks to Tom Fitzgerald for all his help.
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