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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!


Written by Marianne Slevin

27 September, 2008 at 11:48 am

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