An Irishman and that connection with Glasgow, The Celtic

As an Irishman and having that connection with Glasgow I tried to put into a poem… have a read and critique welcome HH

Peter Sloan
St. Patricks CSC Lisburn

The Celtic…

You know your heart has blackened
When tears are only shed in dreams
I remember water pure and free
Flowing from her mountain streams.

The smell of heather, the hum of bees,
Atlantic waves break on her shore.
Before Trevelyan cast his net
His catch, An Gorta Mor…

We had no time to mourn the dead,
as we set sail for Broomielaw
Far up the Clyde to Glasgow
A Solemn March on feet red raw

My father’s soul torn from his heart
The once burning fire a dying ember
His tears fell for my mother
Her love and grace we would remember

We settled down in Calton to begin to live once more,
In wretched sties of squalor,
Irish fever behind our doors.

Now forty years have passed since then,
We’ve risen up above the shame,
Helped by an Irishman with vision
Brother Walfrid is his name.

With a lions heart and just intent
He raised a people to their feet
Instilled pride and hope to thousands
On those impoverished East end streets

My father’s gone he’s buried here
My own son now bares his name
I feel his spirit by our side
as we walk to see the game

He’s since been called to London that devoted Marist brother
But in his wake he’s left to us a
Club that’s like no other

Yes I speak of Glasgow Celtic
The now famous Green & White
Those peaceful souls of years gone by
Hail the Hoops with all their might

And when you rise to feet at Celtic Park
you’re never on your own,
There are millions rising with you to sing “You’ll Never Walk Alone”

Peter Sloan


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About Author

The Celtic Star founder and editor, who has edited numerous Celtic books over the past decade or so including several from Lisbon Lions, Willie Wallace, Tommy Gemmell and Jim Craig. Earliest Celtic memories include a win over East Fife at Celtic Park and the 4-1 League Cup loss to Partick Thistle as a 6 year old. Best game? Easy 4-2, 1979 when Ten Men Won the League. Email

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