Pagosa Springs Artists

Erin Summer

Solstice comes to Ireland

with a profusion of flowers

blooming in colorful splashes

near Gaelic door and window,

in delicately lavender bursts

of rhododendron flung

about the wooded vales,

in brilliant gorse garlanding

each windy, walled-up field,

in climbing nasturtium,

and all the wild turf flowers,

in scent of roses vining

on long lost walls of memorial ruin,

in clover and heather spread

over ancient slopes dressed new

in greening fresh cloak

as Celtic spring assuredly

matures into a bonny Erin

summer by the shimmering sea.

 

first published in St. Anthony’s Messenger

©1997 Bonnie Manion

   

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