coming out enchanting sparkling shamrocks on a harp playing bewitching music from the irish sea from the mist of hibernia entering a cold mystical island
a lonely teddy bear out in an ocean dressed in her forty shades of green her lush finery from the land of the leprechaun king of the fairies
tales of a land of forever young in the fianna soldiers of the king magical blossoms shades her beauty classical in her name eire modern irish emerald green jewel of her color arising from the land of eternal winter
geographers strabo pomponius melba quoting describes a cold chilling land inhabitated by a bunch of wild savages who feast on the flesh of their dead fathers despite the cold the grazing was so tasty very lush sweet that cattle exploded fat if allowed to eat unchecked
in a new kingdom penunnular broach used to fasten her shawl son of the high king fiacha finnfolaidh his father was overthrown killed in a revolt by the king of ulster tutathal's mother who was daughter of king of alba
britian at the time because alba became the name for scotland later on fled to britain with her son 20 years later he returns to eire defeating his father's enemies turns in history
subduing the entire country he became the high king of tara there he conveyed in a conference were he established himself law in the land
he annexed territory for each four provinces creating central control in the province of meath four fortresses where built one for each our green fields span an irish republic
Hi Liam, bet you didn't know that I had some Irish blood In me. My grandad on my dad's side was Irish. He sang once or twice with that Irish Tenor when he came over to Scotland. I've always had an Interest In Ireland and your Irish writes keep that alive. You bring the history and mythology alive with your writes. It's always good to see how the Irish and the Scots get along. I wonder If It has something to do with the drink. I really enjoyed this piece Liam. You bring the history of the emerald Isle to life. Excellent write my Friend. Have a good day. Catch you later. Your Friend always....MIKE.
FellsmanLake District, Cumbria, England UKMar 27, 2014
Hi Liam
Even though I don't understand a word of Gaelic, this didn't detract for an instant from this super poem. A great lesson and a great write...
well mick the scotch and the irish always mixed back to the romans so it goes back a fair way wonderful comment dear friend thank you so kindly deeply appreciated
bill truly outstanding comment dear friend i know exactly where your coming from a very difficult language irish even for us thank you so kindly deeply appreciated
Comments (16)
Thanks for the read Liam..
phyllis
I hope one day to visit Ireland - visit the place of my Great grand parents.
Even though I don't understand a word of Gaelic, this didn't detract for an instant from this super poem. A great lesson and a great write...
Cheers
Bill
Superb write !
Mick.
SAS
loved your poem