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Look at the island –
Floating over the corals ~
Laughter, suddenly. 



Snorkeling the reef –
Losing count of the new fish ~
Forgetting to breathe.


To the Motherland for a while –
It is clear that I must visit the Sea –

Pick up the familiar clasts and cast them into the surf –

The headlands that I can trace in my sleep, as familiar as the back of my hands (changing with age, wind and sun) –

The sound of the waves, hypnotic and addictive, never easy to leave –

Easier knowing they will always be there, indeed there will always be an Ireland, long after we are all gone.


Annapolis trip –

Visiting with a good friend ~

Sharing memories. 

Feeling quite at home –

Rain, with bonus light and sound ~ 

Virginia storms.


Moments before sleep – 

Stretching out all the day’s thoughts ~ 

Walk between raindrops.


The river flowing –

The bus home, crossing the bridge ~

Sunlit Potomac. 

Virginia rain –

Like home, it falls on my face ~

But it’s not like home. 

Gutter fluid flow –
Enjoying the sound it makes ~
Ignoring the stars.

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