Ardmeen, Co. Sligo

Ardmeen

26th May 2018

A mind in dark cloud, thoughts too many, too loud,

serenity found in a line of liquid gold.

A dark arc of pebble,

ancient creatures eternally trapped in stone,

while white surf is swallowed in shallows before the shore.

In a crevice of erosion, a golden mollusc hides from my gaze,

retreating to its calcified abode.

The air moves my cloud, while evolving sky makes my mind empty,

The silver reflection brings a silence, for a time.

Ciaran Burke


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