Emerald Karma

by Christy Trenholm Schmall   Mar 18, 2006


A longing for
Ancestral lands
Never sated

Great Stone Castles
of Emerald Isle
Oceans of Time
behind me

Where I belong
Visions of a
Home I've never seen

Voyage stopped
by here and now
Primal Memories

Thick Green
Velvet Moors
soft comfort
underfoot

Scent of Heather
in my nostrils
Where I danced
laughed Wept
the Gael

In another life
that Haunts me
still
I weep

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  • 18 years ago

    by Christy Trenholm Schmall

    Thanks Gary. Thanks to all who comment. Believe it or not I wrote this almost 10 years BEFORE I went to Ireland!!

  • 18 years ago

    by Gary Jurechka

    Beautiful, Christy, truly.An excellent poem from your trip to Ireland, and it captures the feel of that land so well in your own style.Very well done!

  • 18 years ago

    by shobhana kumar

    Wonderful, the style, the sadness, the flow of words. very poetic, very beautifully written

    love and peace
    shobhana

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