A boat dots the horizon
disappearing behind
a thigh of land
to re- emerge
crawling towards Killybegs.

The seascape is birdless
reflecting a greyish blue
as a windscreen reflects
sunshine from beyond Kilcar.

Slowly the horizon disappears
as the sea merges with the sky
where stars appear
like the blinking eyes
of a host of sidhe.

It's night time in Donegal.

by Liam ó Comáin

Comments (1)

May not our mouths meet, madden, mix, melt in the starlight of a kiss. Wow! Who knew this crazed man could write such a passionate line! Beautiful! ! !