Holiday in Ireland in verse

Splashed seascapes..the humour’s on me

Relentless downpours
Torrential rain
Surging floods, slushy mud
Did we pout, fret or moan,
let the weather get us down?
No, we jumped waves, let shells and seaweed,
tickle our feet on sand splashed beaches.

Gurgling streams
Gushing rivers,
splashing spray, lush green fields.
Enticed, we roamed.
Watched massive mountains disappear
Cloud formations hide and seek
‘I spy with my little eye…’

Pinky red and purple Fuchsia
Flagrant orange Mombreta
brushed Nissan through narrow boreens
as we searched for rainbows
laughed and sang
following Tra signs
demisting, clicking the views


Macgillcuddy Reeks
Iveragh Peninsula
Crannies and caves.
Fishermen with their catch of
silvery, salmony, crab and scrimp.
Then satiating our hunger
Healthily, wonderfully in
O’Neills at the Point

The Kingdom of Kerry
‘tis hard to compare
The accent, the humour, exceedingly rare
Sure you couldn’t be gloomy, groan or grumble
Where a goat’s crowned
by beautiful Aoife
at Killoglin’s Puck Fair?




Come with positive attitude
Have realistic expectations
Pack macks, swim wear and Crocs
Misty mountains
Can’t be lush green
Without the Atlantic wind and rain,
the meandering Shannon between.

In Curran’s Harbour Hill B&B
Overlooking Cahersiveen
Mingle with Italians, French and Spanish
Soak the welcome, superb accommodation
Breathe bracing air while
marvelling panoramic visions,
blackberrying; talking to cows.

Burke’s Activity centre
horse ride, farm, or beach,
crazy golf or lost in a maze
Splash Rossbeigh beach kicking a ball.
The kids in the playground while you
view the Atlantic and wonder at it all.

Cross to Valentia Island
Go ferry, back bridge
Venture up and narrow
Bends, sheer drop to sea!
Pray Mary in slate quarry
For loved ones and safety
Look, listen, wonder
Such beautiful splendour

Marion Dante 08/08