Our Georgian City
With fanlights above, and doors of distinction below.
These features of Georgian architecture obvious to those in the know.
With red brick facades, carrying the dust and grime of many a year.
Their golden proportions blinding to the thousands of visitors who stop and stare.
Limestone plinths glimmer in the rain soaked streets,
They hide the arched basements and coal bunkers under ones feet.
With sash windows of wood now numbering but just a few,
Ah sure as the planners say Plastic, sure it will do.
The railings of uniform and boundary, rusting and screaming out for care.
So much knowledge lost, a tapered point ,a cast finial or a forged spear.
The era of the Celtic Tiger grabbed and torn down.
Now we have time to think, to look, to frown!
With Cruises gone, and Arthur’s Quay just another modern disposable block,
Let’s gather our thoughts create an appreciation, of our valuable unique heritage stock.
Champions must step forward, brave enough to voice ,we as a society should care!
It’s a must for the unborn future generations, to ponder, embrace and share.
Conservation and best practice should be understood and become the norm,
Limericks Georgian City the winner, sheltered from neglect, poor vision and planning, which year on year causes more destruction than any storm.
– Eric O’ Neill