The road to Killybegs

Last drinks in Ballyshannon
'fore we set out for Killybegs
for the fishin's fine
in Killybegs
for me 'n Seumas
and on the road
he is humming
sweet songs from Aengus
for it is the want of Lir
to have us sea driftin'
safe from the Morrígan
and banshees
on the road
and there now
the little lights
of Donegal
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Posted: Jan 2022
About this poem:
So many Irish on this site, why not write of the Emerald land??

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salamuna
ah so Ocean-" sweet songs from Aengus" ))) I can understand where you get your inspiration ))) Lily wave
W15hf00L
So interesting. No place for Leprechauns or Guiness . thumbs up
Mizzy4
" The land of Saints & Scholars "
Thanks for the kind dedication Ocean,
I frequent the places you mentioned in my work capacity... very scenic views etc.
The square in Ballyshannon is dominated with a memorial to their favourite son...
Rock legend Rory Gallagher.
In Sligo its Yeats Murals.
The 'Wild Atlantic Way' awaits you if you ever get the opportunity.

cheers
yaspark
Thanks for the reminder about sweet songs from Aengus Ocean, that fish may into a princess, of your dreamswave
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