Under trees, following the verdant stripe, wheel tracks to the sea.
Where the strand narrows to crumbling cliffs and red stone tumbles; the solitude of stillness.
Beside the tangled limbs of beached kelp, a wild-eyed stranger surveying the graying sea.
Ciaran Burke
Kelly’s Bay 15th August 2017 A coffee stop, a place to sit and sip, hidden beneath the wall beyond the bay road; […]
Kilpatrick Beach, 20th May 2018 Stripes of white in black, red in wine, stains of pink and golden rings hiding treasures in […]
Stradbally Cove 7th August 2017 The river feeds silver and gold, passing gaping pirate caves. A seaweed line awaits the returning sea. […]
Sandymount Strand 23rd April 2017 In the shadow of modern incineration and nostalgic stripes of white and red, sad sands are naked, […]
