Loving Dublin

Posted: September 24, 2017 in Uncategorized

From the wind-torn hilltop

I survey the south valley

All the way to the mountains


Salty air whole and uncut

by the screech of sirens or the wail of car alarms


This is where you’ll find me

When the trees blaze a fiery glow upon the sky

Or down among the rivers and roses

Or sprinting over grassbanks and woodland paths


Perchance you’ll find me lingering at Islandbridge

Idling upon the Liffey

Or on the trail of stags in Phoenix Park

Antlers bowed

I revere this majesty

And walk on, humbled

By how insignificant I am in it all


This is truly loving Dublin

Not the weekly pilgrimage to the latest

hipster – vegan – gluten-free – Prosecco – flavour of the month

This is real Dublin, pure Dublin

The Dublin that keeps on giving

It isn’t brunch with the girlos or cans with the lads

South-east of Dame Street

Where everyone knows

Droppin’ the ‘G’

Denotes hipness


Jets firing skyward

From stone-carved fountains

The scurry of squirrels

Up branches of chestnut trees

That huddle close

Shudder in the wind

and drop their conkers

Sleek mahogany born of hedgehog shells


The mirror-calm of the canal

Before it sweeps into the lock

And cascades into gushing falls

Then slows, shimmers and emerges as a still-frame

Further downstream


You’ll find me there

When the rush of the breeze

And the patter of raindrops on tangerine leaves

Drown out the city din

When the sky and the mountains

Unfurl to conceal

Neon signs that testify

To craft beer and doughnuts, burritos and haircuts

And frappe-latt-uccinos

Just the way you like ’em


This is where you’ll find me

This is where I’ll be.




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