Tonn Poems

Tonn Chliodhna

Tonn Chliodhna
My lover haunts here, he hears me plead
with each ninth wave, I break and bleed.

I left Tir Tairngine, for Ciabhad’s love,
jealous MacLir would intercede

That deity in vengeance wrought
a spell borne from his lust and greed.

Lulled asleep, and wrapped in waves
I drowned in the harbor of Glandore sea.

I search for signs of Ciabhad,
although I’ve died, I am not freed

Each ninth wave, my grieving peaks
I stack my height and gather speed,

white capped waves of Goddess fists
hurl viciously both wood and weed.

My fingers clutch the shoreline sand,
and drag debris as I recede.

I sift through kelp, through shells and stone
and yet I know, I shan’t succeed.

Banshee laments pierce the wind,
split every stone and every weed.

I am Chliodhna, I’ve lost my love;
with each ninth wave, I break, and bleed.