Rosses Point, Co. Sligo


Rosses Point, 25th May 2018

Dying its daily death,

spreading its last fiery breath over the water,

casting long shadows and burnishing all with copper glow.

Youthful voices awaken in the darkening dunes,

a pair of soles left to dry by a rusted  globe,

half swallowed by a million grains of erosion.

Into the brine the molten glow descends,

the diurnal farewell and nocturnal greeting,

meeting where the sky and ocean meet.

Ciaran Burke

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