Debbie Guzzi Poet Free verse

The Sidhe

Oh, God and Goddess are all around us.
from place to place unguided, 
they’ve found us.

Land of limpid eyes and skies, 
where mystery abounds.
‘Mongst lisping lips, oft heard 
Gaelic limericks sound. 

While gale gusted winds whip wave 
dashed waters to mist;
atop the high cliffs of Moher 
the Fairie found us.

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Kristin Reynolds January 2, 2009 at 1:37 PM P.S-I just changed it s bit to make it more clear (the vying line) is that better? Easier to understand? thank you!

Kristin Reynolds January 2, 2009 at 1:33 PM Hi! Just a response to your suggestions, I only used the word, That, 3 times in the entire long poem and do not feel that is too much, respectivly. :) also, as for the vying line, the repitition of darkness and fear was what I was refering too. Hope that clears things up, thank you for your comments! Have a blessed '09! Kristin

Ruth Phipps January 2, 2009 at 9:02 AM Thank you for sharing