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Christmas in Connemara

A little yuletide poem to get you in the mood for the festivities. And to say a big thank you to the 60,000+ people who stopped by to read There is no Cavalry.

If I don’t see you before, I’ll see you on the other side.

Have a very merry Christmas. And if Christmas isn’t your thing, have a very merry 25th of December.


Christmas in Connemara.

© David Milligan-Croft


Have you ever heard the Atlantic Ocean

Lapping upon the shores of Connemara?

With the Twelve Bens at your back

Under a vermillion sky that hangs

Beneath a stark, white daytime moon.


Seeing through the sea,

Onto an aquamarine bed speckled with rocks,

As the ocean galoshes in and out

Of the nooks and crannies

Of an obdurate landscape.


A flock of Little Terns skims the placid surface,

Heading home, over Doon Hill,

To the white sands of Ballinaleama bay.

Tiny islands sink, then resurface,

As a coruscating December sun

Slips deeper and deeper,

Into America.



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