Short Enya Poems

Chiseled face from Cliffs of Moher
On Keyboard slender fingers prance
Mastery, knowledge daily Growing
Lonely for so many years
Inner world you do embrace

Meticulous diary for keep
Enya Brennan;s eyes enriched with glow
Noting if those are worth
Through numerous heaps...

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Clam on me had closed her two arms
Captivating me and my many charms
Then the next thing that I did know
Drug me under and never let go.

Bone by bone they went asleep
I did end up in the ocean deep
When people down have went
What they see now is a monument.

Jim Horn
for Enya MacGabann...

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Every day comes a new beginning
Listening to her breath-taking lyrics
Her Melodious symphony 
She connects me to her world
Where I leap in enthusiasm
When said, her melody pacifies,
Depressed, her symphony elates me
And lost in the maze of her magnificent cacophony
She lifts me, out of my trepidation.

Enya...

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As fine an inspiration
The redwood trees are
They still are too huge
To fall down off of
Listening to an Enya song
Covering my heart with music
Soothing the grumpy soul
That lies deep within
Maybe I’ll dance
Under the stars bright
Grooving to the moves of night
Taking down these redwoods
Till the morning light

Russell Sivey...

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Two Cats On A Windowsill

"Hey, Enya."
"Yes, Tammy."
"Do you see what I see?"
"What do you see Tammy?"
"Things in the air, swirling and looking like they're having so much fun!"
"Oh yes, Tammy, you are watching the dancing of the dead."
"Dead, Enya?"
"Yes, Tammy. The leaves are dead."
"I hope when I'm dead I have that much fun, Enya."
"I hope so too Tammy."
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