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Where the hawthorn red haws blush

Where the hawthorn, red haws blush
Their colours of Autumn 
Where the swan swims, on silent ,alone.
I saw you that day, I’ll never forget you
You’re smile lit the dark of my soul.
You’re feet tread on leaves,
their copper gold colours 
Slowly falling confetti they twirl
You glanced for a moment
but a moment that mattered 
when tumbling into love’s hay stack
lit golden with you.

By the shores of Loch Leane
By it’s stoney Ross Castle
Where the wild garlic perfumes
The  island of trees
On the spot where ferns
and the bluebells are painted
Young love it skipped 
Its beat on a breeze
I held out my hand
Gently you took it
I held the stare
of the blue of your eyes
a black bird it scampered
through the shiny leaf Laurel
Where a  butterfly  like a love letter landed 
And the buzzing busy bees sang drunk on the woodbine
As I dreamy in love, whispered," will you be mine?"

I waited the summer saw fields grow and ripen
I turned the sweet hay without a drizzle of rain 
I cycled a black bike, I whistled a polka
I fished for a salmon and an answer in vain.
Were I that rich man or were I that bucko 
That made you feel flattered, with the spinning of lies
To capture you’re heart, wrapped in a bandage
With a chain round your neck  full of sparkle
what use are the jewels and diamonds of merchants
when the light in your eyes like the dew, has vanished.
Eyes dull now and sunken
like the Armadas lost treasures
Your sweet lips stained
with disappointment’s red wine
I still wait for my answer
Or you just to say sorry
For never I married
Knowing you were once mine.

I tried a few others
but none
Were quite like you
I tried to forget you
When I drunk for a year
Now contented I wander
through the garden I planted
the drills full of seed
the beds full with flower.
Two hives of sweet honey
to drizzle on memories
like the turf fire still glowing.

May be in heaven,
we’ll walk out together
hold hands that never
should have parted
I’ d make you a neckless of 
Full of natures wild flowers
Tread on pine needle paths
Near soothing lap lake sounds
I’d row you forever admiring 
Your beauty the lake breeze
Brushing your hair
your smile re-awakened it’s frost all melted
By the warm sun of true love beaming
into the chapel where monks chanted vespers
It’s roof gone replaced by the blue clouded sky
Well walk down it’s aisle 
With graves full of bones
Of men and ladies who like us
Are now passed
The snow like a swans feather
falling from heaven as we kissed
the choir of birds chirped their delight
to see true love in ghostly embrace
by the moons blue shadowy light.

We rowed back to heaven
on still waters of glass
Peter opened the boathouse door
And we both went to bed
Full of love in our head 
Never to visit again that shore
When once we found love
And like fools let it go
Only to find it again
When we died
But my searching is over
She lays in my arms
And makes up the days 
We both lost
And the mist where I missed you
Are memories now vanished
Melted away like the frost.

Where the hawthorn red haws blush

timbuckley

Muckross Killarney, Ireland

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