Francis Duggan

On The Of Clara - Poem by Francis Duggan

I climb on the bracken of Clara the old hill that ever looks down
On some of the countryside of Duhallow and Sliabh Luachra and the fields bordering Millstreet Town
I stand on the slopes of the mountain overlooking the green countryside
Beyond the border of Cork and Kerry quite amazing views to places far and wide

To my left Kippagh and Caherbarnagh and Gortavehy in it's face of stone
To the bracken clad twin hills in east Kerry known to many as the Paps of Shrone
The fields of Rathmore and Gneeveguilla and the high country of Knocknagree
And down into Cullen towards Kiskeam and Boherbue and Derrinagree

The birds singing in Claramore wood on this beautiful evening in May
The great scenery and quite pleasant weather so good to be living today
Above me a skylark is singing a musical speck in the blue and gray sky
The little brown bird born in a nest cloaked by the bracken to sing his song he has to fly

A nice Spring day on Clara mountain in a green time of the year
The black faced horned ewes to their lambs bleating on the hills in May one often hear
How nice for to view the great scenery when standing on the higher ground
From Duhallow to the hills of Sliabh Luachra such varying natural beauty abound

A coastal breeze in the gums is rustling as the sun does peep over the bay
And a silver billed magpie is warbling at the dawn of a Moyne Shire Summer's day
The brown paddocks of Illowa scenting sweetly of grass freshly mowed for hay
South of Duhallow and Sliabh Luachra even by the short route far away.

Topic(s) of this poem: memories

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 20, 2017

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