In the absence of any photos of the latest Full Moon Walk ! …………..
a poetic account of the event
Blackstairs Night
18 /03 /2011
Up Shannon’s lane in hope
of favour from the lunar God’s
we ventured.
Twenty feet seeking
safe lunar landings.
The moon
our guide to be, peeped out
and stayed
to bathe us in resplendent light.
Resting atop Cloroge with tea ’n coffee
and offerings of tea-cake and sweets,
high tea indeed!
Our chattering silenced we viewed the feeble lights
of home and town stretching beneath.
Boyhood memories
of brave adventures
undertaken
spirit me to another time,
innocence shared across years.
A distant ewe questions our sanity,
We reply heading for home and sweeter dreams.
Joe McConville