WJ Cooper Series
No15 Roscommon Sonnet
Sweet song of the curlew over the lake
Roscommon’s fine plains and pure Eastersnow
Oh dear Úna Bhán some day shall awake
Pink swans on Lough Ree in blushing red glow
At Clarendon Lock enchantment exists
Where badger and stoat reside in the brush
Whilst ghosts at Rathcroghan sing through the mist
At Scramoge the saffron hangs from each bush
Oh Castlerea’s roses at blossom time
Red clover and cowslip add to the show
E’en all the angels of God could not mime
With music at dawn at Corrigeenroe
Soft days at Frenchpark by fair lilac groves
Confetti-like petals swirling in droves.
Tom Clancy.
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