May 2014

Out on Bofin…

Wind whispers poems.
A corncrake creks tirelessly.
Lake lillies shiver.



Phew! The biggest thunder storms I can remember….

Deafening thunder.
Briefly, the Whole World is Noise.
Then, birdsong only.



Incredible light to sea today, pure calm, opalescent, magical, mystical, mythical.

Light casts ancient spells.
Mile above the horizon,
the Fastnet hovers.



Watching the birds from the Rathlin ferry….

Eider dawn patrol
parts ’round careering gannet.
Guillemot ducks low.



Early morning sun on tiny, limestone fields, a cuckoo begins to call…

Árainn cuckoo calls,
announcing his late return.
True start of Summer.