The Coast Road hugs the
landside.
County Antrim peering seawards,
Glimpsing its Scottish
neighbours.
Memories are easily formed
there,
Most return with older
days in mind.
Sunday afternoons with the
old folk,
Those same picnic stops at
Ballygally.
An aura of goodness seeps
inwards,
It stays forever within
every heart.
Many artists have captured
the vista,
Painted, or in long lingering
verses.
This place urges peace in
its midst,
Ulster’s ways thrive in its
shadow.
©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 17/09/2015
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A beautiful and nostalgic piece indeed. Greetings!
ReplyDelete"Memories are easily formed there,"...expresses true beauty of the place... also love the closing lines...a beautiful poem...
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful reflective poem, Eileen. Some places do stay forever within a person's heart!
ReplyDelete(Glad to see you, Eileen. You had been missed.)
What a gorgeous poem... I agree some places dwell in our hearts forever. Beautifully executed :D
ReplyDeleteLots of love,
Sanaa
Tenderly written.
ReplyDeleteYour love and respect seep from this poem and make me want to be a part of it.
ReplyDeleteThr nostalgia of youthful days while doing something new in the same area.
ReplyDeleteThis place urges peace in its midst,
ReplyDeleteUlster’s ways thrive in its shadow.
Obviously a great place to be with glimpses of Ulster's goodness. Great for a visit then, Eileen!
Hank