David Kavanagh Poet Rhyme

A Quiet Place

A quiet place, to rest one’s bones 
by the stream of stepping stones 
Water trickles wild mosses grow 
and rushes on edge, gently blow

A quiet place, to forget about work 
Close ones eyes, escape life’s murk
Feel cooling winds caress our face 
and soft moments filling headspace 

A quiet place, where time sits still 
Lost are troubles amongst the hills 
At one with nature, no more cares
and if the world ends, be unaware 

A quiet place, has no need for hope 
everything fits nicely, here we cope
Seize these minutes to take a break 
and enjoy the dream, whilst awake

By David Kavanagh

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Bill Baker July 25, 2022 at 3:54 PM Nice of you to give others a chance, David. :-) Very soothing qyiet place indeed, qiute a place for a quiet place if you ask me ... I'd go. Bill David Kavanagh July 26, 2022 at 12:27 AM I’ll be philosophical Bill, and say I overslept on this one and missed the bus to my quiet place, but I was delighted to at least get a poem on the ride, thanks for stopping by, cheers David

Terry Flood July 22, 2022 at 7:05 AM You’ve solved a conundrum for me, David. People look at me weird when I announce that going fishing isn’t all about catching fish. I know your poem isn’t about fishing but it is a great depiction of how even a fish-less day by a remote lakeside feels. So the next weird look I get I can refer them to Mr K on Soup. Terry Flood July 22, 2022 at 9:17 AM B*st*rd… ;-) David Kavanagh July 22, 2022 at 8:44 AM Ok so, I won’t mention the Pike! Terry Flood July 22, 2022 at 8:37 AM Am I supposed to be jealous… well I am! David Kavanagh July 22, 2022 at 8:25 AM I’ll put them on the straight and narrow Terry, this particular river in Wicklow is teeming with Perch, I caught a few nice ones with a very basic pole, line, and earthworms years back, it’s a real beauty spot, my cousin and I had a whole stretch of river miles long to ourselves, cheers David

Deb M July 20, 2022 at 8:50 PM Take me there now please David….it sounds so incredibly peaceful and serene! Love it….Debx David Kavanagh July 21, 2022 at 12:30 AM Thank you Deb, I’d love someday to permanently move there, and perhaps life would make sense again, I’m delighted you got a little taste in my poem, oh and a belated happy birthday to you Deb, cheers David

Sotto Poet July 20, 2022 at 4:12 PM David, This poem was quite enjoyable to me, and as I read it, I could almost see myself in one of the serene settings that you described. Your views are quite profound and ethereal, my dear friend" David Kavanagh July 21, 2022 at 12:24 AM Thank you Lasaad, times may be different now, but this quiet place in Wicklow remains wild and unspoiled, and evokes great memories of my childhood holidays I spent exploring there, cheers David

Jenna Logan July 20, 2022 at 2:26 PM One of these days, years... I'll make it to your beautiful land. It's atop my 'places to visit' list. Step up the pace of your contest entries, D! This one missed out, and I almost did, too. Entered mine just this morning. David Kavanagh July 20, 2022 at 3:10 PM Heya Jenna, I hope you do, It’s amazing how many Americans visit Ireland each year, the weather is rarely extreme, but very unpredictable all year round, yeah I messed up, finished it off last night but when I went to post today the contest was closed, I seem to be in reverse gear at the moment, cheers David

Tom Cunningham July 20, 2022 at 12:22 PM Soon as I started reading I thought it must be around Wicklow, my brother was over recently to see our cousin and he took him up there around Glendalough. Its on my bucket list. Tom David Kavanagh July 20, 2022 at 1:08 PM Glendalough is beautiful Tom, but very touristy at times, this quite place is along the Glencree river valley and knockree, you can sometimes walk around for hours without seeing another person, as a school kid I spent weeks on end in my aunt’s place here, cheers David

L Milton Hankins July 20, 2022 at 12:02 PM David, I really enjoyed this poem, and I could feel the peace of the quiet places you wrote about. Being a West Virginia mountaineer by birth and by heart, I really enjoyed the line "Lost are troubles amongst the hills." Good stuff! David Kavanagh July 20, 2022 at 12:18 PM Thank you Milton, perhaps a change of pace from my usual writes, I too have fond memories of climbing the Wicklow mountains as a school kid without a care in the world, cheers David