Ultan Mulhern

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Frank Hornby . commented on Ultan Mulhern's lyrics, Birkenhead on Nov 11, 2018 at 5:13pm.
commented on Dan  Murphy's lyrics entitled, "Effin' Eff." on Mar 14, 2017 at 10:49am.
added a poem entitled, "Your Bill, Sir" on Mar 14, 2017 at 8:49am.
added a poem entitled, "Your Bill, Sir" on Mar 14, 2017 at 8:49am.
added a poem entitled, "Your Bill, Sir" on Mar 14, 2017 at 8:41am.
commented on Ultan Mulhern's poem entitled, "Post-truth 2016." on Feb 20, 2017 at 4:01pm.
commented on Ultan Mulhern's lyrics entitled, "Birkenhead." on Feb 17, 2017 at 6:29pm.
commented on Ultan Mulhern's lyrics entitled, "Birkenhead." on Feb 16, 2017 at 3:59am.
added a promotion on Feb 16, 2017 at 3:57am.
added lyrics entitled, "The Mother" on Feb 16, 2017 at 3:56am.

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Seasons of Rain

poem by Ultan Mulhern

The landscape emerges from its slumb’ring repose And life is restored through the glistening snows Spring’s rains trickle down through soil to the roots Feeding buds on the trees and awakening shoots The soft, warm... Read more

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Post-truth 2016

poem by Ultan Mulhern

Post-truth 2016 A year of untruth and deceit A spiral of division and pain When were these seeds of anger sown What mired our values in such disdain New world disorder may emerge Dimming our enlightened age Bringing grist t... Read more

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Your Bill, Sir

poem by Ultan Mulhern

The choice we have made, it does not come cheap For the debt, it’s accruing heap upon heap Never listen to conmen who lurk on street corners They’re racketeers, Sir, who treat us like pawners Those sneering spivs wan... Read more

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Birkenhead

lyrics by Ultan Mulhern

The daily clank and grind of the docks A beckoning sound for men who toiled Families of workers with calloused hands Trudged down to the river, lunch wrapped in foil Wheels turn in circles, more orders await There’s ship... Read more

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The Mother

lyrics by Ultan Mulhern

Lyrics for a song I'm working on about a young mother trying to care for her infant, set against the backdrop of the 1940 Liverpool Blitz. THE MOTHER She gently rocks her son to sleep Forlorn, sad-eyed and pale Dreading the di... Read more