Mar 17 2008

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sarah flanigan

Eire

Posted at 11:27 am under Creative Writing, Poetry, haiku, my heart, original fiction

Irish smiling eyes

dancing faeries in the mist

my heart belongs there.

copyright 2008

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  1. zaphodfreekon 17 Mar 2008 at 4:47 pm 1

    An-mhaith ar bhfad!

    i’m so sorry, ben, i don’t speak celtic. translation please.
    sarah

  2. Murder of Ravenson 17 Mar 2008 at 10:19 pm 2

    Love the picture. It was always one of my favorites.

    -smith

    me too, smith. it’s a winner.
    sarah

  3. Alion 18 Mar 2008 at 12:44 am 3

    Simply beautiful Sarah. Your poetry and pictures complement each other so perfectly. Ali

    thanks, sweetie. i love all things irish.
    sarah

  4. zaphodfreekon 18 Mar 2008 at 11:48 am 4

    It means
    Very good!

    oh well, thank you then, so much.
    sarah

  5. krkbakeron 19 Mar 2008 at 5:32 am 5

    One of my favorite pics/stories of all time.
    I love the “magical” feeling it depicts, the picture and the poem.

    thanks sweetie. the picture seems to be popular and i’m ashamed to admit i’d never seen it before.
    sarah

  6. Deborah Registeron 19 Mar 2008 at 10:14 am 6

    Hello!

    I want to let you know that I’ve place your link within my web site on my Links page!

    If you would like it removed, please let me know.

    But it is my hope that you will also take a link from me and place it on your web site!

    If I’ve done anything wrong….please let me know.

    Deborah Register

    http://deborahregister.com/indexmain.html

    thank you, deborah - i’ll be happy to link to you.
    sarah

  7. ozymandiazon 20 Mar 2008 at 9:08 am 7

    Reminds me of my St. Patty’s day, spent it far out in the woods

    sounds lovely, ozy.
    sarah

  8. tomachfiveon 23 Mar 2008 at 5:06 am 8

    I’ve read Fionn’s Chronicles, and I think, magic indeed thrives in Eire, the beauty of the land and of the people. Love the picture, nothing like it to bring childlike feelings to the fore. And you have a nostalgic haiku to match, great!

    i believe you’re right, tom - it is indeed a magical place.
    sarah

  9. zaphodfreekon 23 Mar 2008 at 7:06 pm 9

    I don’t know.
    I’ve been living here 19 odd years and the closest I’ve ever got to magic
    was the fairy tree in the field out back.

    oh ben,
    you live in the land of all that is magical? i am so jealous.
    sarah

  10. dragonlifeon 29 Mar 2008 at 2:35 am 10

    FAIRY RINGS

    Fairy rings lie hidden
    Across a land of plenty
    Intriguing and fey
    Relentless dark mysteries
    Yielding to no-one.

    Round and round
    In a mischievous dance
    Nibbling at your heels
    Grasp you they will
    Stumbling old fools.

    Robert-Gilles
    (Old Dragon under the Quiet Hill in the Land of the Rising Sun)

    oh…are we having a poetry off?
    sarah

  11. dragonlifeon 30 Mar 2008 at 7:53 pm 11

    I don’t know… Just look at the first letter of each verse!
    LOL
    Robert-Gilles

    ah, i see.
    sarah

  12. brainteaseron 03 Apr 2008 at 4:46 pm 12

    I love both — the poem and the pic.
    Nice as usual, Sarah!

    —Sherma

    thank you, sherma - how are you?
    sarah

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