Thursday, October 3

A Poem for Thursday.....Cill Charta...


National Poetry Day deserves a bit of attention I think....
...so my contribution comes out of the week spent in Donegal  this summer.....
happy memories...



...the crossroads...Cill Charta / Kilcar...

Cill Charta

The mist is down
Low hiding
Heather and bracken
Drop laden
Thin enough
To glimpse blue sky through
Soaking the skin
With western rain
Soft
As a lover’s touch.
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...grave and stone container
Cill Charta ancient graveyard .

Samuel Peranta is in charge of dVerse this evening.......so this is my contribution for National Poetry Day...thank you Samuel.

24 comments:

  1. I love this! We're having misty mornings here in Ohio too...

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    1. Hello Dana...it's one of the bonuses of autumn I think!!

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    1. Thankyou Pat...it was written on a very "soft day" as we say in Ireland...means gently damp!!!

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  3. how old is that grave yard? that is a pretty cool stone bench....
    and def a nice gentle touch on your poem...

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    1. I'm not sure as I'm no historian but ther is a church in the aresa ...around about 6thC ...I had to climb through a field to get this pic!! stunning!

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  4. Very nice poem for poetry day.

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  5. Don't these just work beautifully together. A tapestry of words from others woven as if they were your own.

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    1. oh thankyou Aprille...the place helped a lot an ancient area of the Gaeltacht...

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  6. A beautiful poem....and I am deeply envious of the hammock in your banner.........

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    1. Sherry...there is nothing as good as a hammock on a soft weathered day in the trees!!

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  7. Ohh. smooth poetry, Rain as lover's touch... that's a rain I would love.

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    1. ...then Bjorn...you must go to western Ireland..it's like that most days of the year...rain I mean!!

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  8. Love the sense the mist gives to this piece.

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    1. Thankyou Kathryn...it was truly a mystical day that day.

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  9. There's plenty of rain like that in Ireland - and the west of Scotland. The trouble is, that kind of rain soaks through the pores in any fabric ...

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    1. ...so you understood the lines!!...but it makes for an elemental place...

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  10. Such a subtle verse in this commemoration for National Poetry Day.

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    1. thankyou Semaphore for your kind comment.

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  11. Hmm. Seriously? I think I missed poetry day. *sigh* i really should get a calendar.


    i can see death being soft as a lover touch on a misty day. That slight opening in the sky a blue door to softly, quietly walk to and through.

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    1. Ahh Mark ..how I love your imagination...that comment could be a poem itself...thankyou so much for the words!!

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