Shannon. Poem by Chris Lane

Celtic calligraphy written
Bold an' blazon 
Emerald green
Etched white
And gold 
Tattooed 
Above your 
Ankle 'Shannon'

How could I 
Ever forget!
Your purity 
Like a canvas 
Endowed with 
Magnificent 
Beauty 

Your captivating eyes have mine hypnotized 
Since first I chanced to meet them 
Burning right through my mind
A pathway to joy and freedom 

When in Contae an Chláir hunting
We shall forget all about the prey 
Spend our time in shanty cabin 
Exchanging chi and magic
Burning quenching freezing.