The lonely lime-washed farmsteads are a string
Of pearls that lie encircling the green throat
Of one of Mona’s lesser ...
Manx Hamlets
Poems in Category: Manx Hamlets
All (or nearly all!) Manx villages described and used as inspiration for thoughts about life, death, the nature of human existence, faith, and much more!
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Ballajora
There comes into my mind, recalling folk
With whom we spent ten happy summer days,
Oblivious to each measured pruning ...
Cranstal
The last low hillock of the land is here;
The last lone rampart of the pasturage;
The farthest flung of ...
Dhoor
A twisting road beneath an arch of trees
Leads northwards out of Ramsey to the Dhoor.
The seeker after peace. ...
Eairy
The Eairy Dam lies chill, its surface flecked
Into ripples by the breeze. Reeds sway
Ever so slightly where they ...
Fistard
Oh, they who live in Fistard now have not
The urgent need as once upon a time
To seek protection ...
Gordon
Who wants to stem the flow of man’s ideas
With all their consequences, new and strange,
Must take their leave ...
Howe
They cling like limpets to the rocky steep
These cottages that flank the winding road
Climbing the Mull; or like ...
Injebreck
A secret lies within this heart ; the hills
Conceal the knowledge with self-conscious air,
As an old man remembers ...
Jurby
The cliffs of Jurby stand out in the sun,
Clear and erect up-rising from the shore
Like walls of a ...
Kewaigue
Was it the name ? We always laughed to hear
It mentioned, and we voiced the hoary joke
Times without ...
Little London (Picture Only)
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Maughold
Here to the holy well on pilgrimage
Came on an August Sunday the devout,
The youthful and decrepit, those about...
Newtown
The highroad breasts the hill and climbing higher,
Runs on a level course where houses stand
In a grey terrace ...
Oakhill
Life is not three dimensional, nor four,
But five. We do not just exist in space
And time, but have ...
Patrick
Here, where the road below Slieuwhallian’s flank
Runs out to join the highway heading south
From Peel, we find a ...
Quine’s Hill
There are some places which can cast a spell
That does not come from natural scenery.
What is the subtle ...
Regaby
“What can you say of Regaby?” He smiled,
The old man who, with sickle swift and keen.
Shaved the high ...
Sandygate
Almost a score of years in hasty flight
Have winged their way into the treasured past,
Leaving but little in ...
Tromode
Oft-times I feel ashamed, looking with clear
Sad eyes upon my life, so lightly spent,
So full of trivial nonsense, ...
Union Mills
A man may spend his life in many ways
Seemingly free as air, and yet a slave
Become to that ...