'One Great Irish Spot': Inis Mór - My Soul's Own Home

 

Inis Mór

It is the call of the sea and the crashing waves

the songs of men given up to watery graves

The fishermen's chatter and pony cart's clatter

The seal's call and the wild rain splatter

soaring cliffs and stone walls, row on row

Such is the tune my Soul well knows

An ancient language, rolls like a lullaby

The ferry's whistle and the seabird's cry

A knitter sets their needles clacking

A fiddler's tune with a Bodhran backing

Thatched roofs turned golden in the sunset's glow

This is where my Soul longs to go

Catherine Lilbit Devine © 2010

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Tags: Aran Islands, Galway, Poetry

Comment by Melissa Martin-Ellis on April 2, 2014 at 9:46am

This poem is wonderful, it transported me there. 

Comment by Bit Devine on April 2, 2014 at 12:51pm

Go raibh mile maith agat, a chara...

Comment by Melissa Martin-Ellis on April 2, 2014 at 2:12pm

Go ndéana sé maith duit, a chara.

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