Malin Head Poem by Jan De Raeymaeker

Malin Head



So old these grey bones; so old, and so alone
Shrugging loose their soiled coat

To dip the salt caress, its wet brush
Flayed by the icy crush

Hungry wails and relentless howls
Circling, lamenting the ravenous chill

Their cries stolen from the waves and passed west
Out over the empty depths

Tuesday, August 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: ancient,ireland,land,sea
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