by Andy Tue Nov 13, 2012 1:35 pm
This may just be ever so slightly relevant. I wrote a poem about Brendan Behan which references Shane's mention of Brendan in Streams of Whiskey. Thought i'd share
A hostage of the pen while courting with the bottle
Who would listen to the confessions of an Irish rebel?
As the borstal boy grows into a quare old fellow
The leaving party waves him off as the old halls become hollow
The bell chimes out his words, playing like an auld triangle
Inspired by a laughing boy who was his mother’s idol
The twisting of another rope is all that it takes
And everybody will sing his songs for years after the wake
The big house with its garden party is where he will stay
As slumber brings Shane along to pass the time of day
The captain and the kings play deaf to the song of the soldier
While to Shane he turns and says “hold your hour and have another”
The landlady will keep her hostage no more
The scarperer is moving out, just like 1954
This may just be ever so slightly relevant. I wrote a poem about Brendan Behan which references Shane's mention of Brendan in Streams of Whiskey. Thought i'd share
A hostage of the pen while courting with the bottle
Who would listen to the confessions of an Irish rebel?
As the borstal boy grows into a quare old fellow
The leaving party waves him off as the old halls become hollow
The bell chimes out his words, playing like an auld triangle
Inspired by a laughing boy who was his mother’s idol
The twisting of another rope is all that it takes
And everybody will sing his songs for years after the wake
The big house with its garden party is where he will stay
As slumber brings Shane along to pass the time of day
The captain and the kings play deaf to the song of the soldier
While to Shane he turns and says “hold your hour and have another”
The landlady will keep her hostage no more
The scarperer is moving out, just like 1954
