Poetry, Currane, achill, west of ireland

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My Brother: by Seán L.Gavey, age 11 From Currane to Conneticut: by Hugh O'Donnell Goban na bPaisti: by Hugh O'Donnell Lambing Time: by Cleo Watson

My Brother: by Seán L.Gavey, age 11

My brother is wild

And he's only a child

He has really long hair

And roars like a bear

We look after him

when he cries tears

And when he's older

I'll bring the beers

By: Seán.L.Gavey.

Visting Currane on holiday.

From Currane to Conneticut: by Hugh O'Donnell

He dozed awhile in the chair, slumped

beyond his years, opened an eye

to feign attention, closed it again.

Yawned then and glanced at the fog

coaxing the island to leave. 'The mind

congeals around a thought,' the Master says,

'the confused mind abiding in one place.'

He's on his feet now and moving

through the mist rising from the kettle

before it clicks itself off.

Goban na bPaisti: by Hugh O'Donnell

Chosen as an outcrop the sea would feed on

and leave no trace, far out on the edge

where the Atlantic clamours for more bread

this burial-place for the still-born and castaway

survives as fall from grace, stop-gap, no-man's-land,

as fire-break, limbo, heartache, hearsay

of the creak of wheels at night turning at Paddy Joe's

while the old woman crosses herself.

Lambing Time: by Cleo Watson

As I struggle in darkness towards the hills,

wind and relentless rain mock my effort

to seek out sodden ewes.

Climbing a hill closest to the sky,

drowning rain with my deluge of curses,

I strain against the gale.

Ears tuned for soft chuckles

heralding a new lamb, the low moan of distress.

I battle to each stony outpost

checking and counting

until curtains of rain draw back

revealing a blue innocent day.

A lark hovers it’s song over the moorland

as a lamb instincts it’s way to a life filled udder.

I slowly make my way homewards,

watch as dark hills explode under the sun

into emerald shards

and bootsucking mud is glossed into brightness.

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