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Poetry along The Burren Way

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Old foot road from Fanore

to Ballyvaughan

 

Four windmills

 

Rock flowers

brown bird

first raindrops

yellow fern

young bull

two magpies cross

 

Stone boulders lay silently

 

Fast moving grey cloud

over grey mountain

rock slope shines for a moment

 

Low stone walls crisscross

a seagull glides on air currents

leaving no trace of where it has been

 

A dog barks across

a low rocky mountain

wind gnarled thorn trees

 

Hawk great sky navigator

suddenly a second hawk

flies low over

the sloping rock fields

 

Wind dried

sky road

 

The ocean is covered with cloud shadow

rain in the sea

 

A single tree clings

to the mountainside

 

Stillness almost

 

Chirps from a hidden bird

taking shelter with wild strawberries and mint

 

Rain drops cling to

flower petals

 

I wrote this on 26 July 2000

This day 6 years later our son was born! Much has changed since then in our lives but the Burren appears much the same as it did that day!

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Written by Marianne Slevin

27 September, 2008 at 11:48 am

Posted in Words

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