CONNEMARA, Poetry by Christine Emmert

Genre: Nature, Society


Caught in tangles
the comb pulls
smooth off heads of mountains.

Lake below
finds sympathy
as swans fret its surface.

There are snowflakes
dancing above us
like shiny stars
where we kiss
on the borderline
of commitment and liberty.

Magic has no long term spell.
We are dared and delighted
as tresses of clouds loosen
streaming free
from the grasp
of Winter’s hand.



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