The Old Chiefs

Not till I'd seen

the old chiefs

trying to land their boats

out of the world of myth

did I hear the wheatear

and the finch.

by Dermot Healy

Comments (33)

Very nice, indeed. Love the imagery, diction and work you put into this.
How easily a heart can be broken. And how much healing can be found in the compassionate words, the kind actions of another heart. Beautiful imagery, such lucid writing. The cadence of the rhythm and the gentleness of the rhyme only accentuate the beauty of this piece. Well done! Bravo! NB :)
a lovely poem. shows how important human contact can be.
a lovely poem. shows how important human contact can be.
Outstanding write Noreen with inspired lines bursting with such beauty about how lonely people can feel but when somebody reaches out to them it gives them hope for a better future! Congratulations on your stunning poem been selected as poem of the day!
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