If you are going to Kilgalligan

You are not going anywhere

You are at your destination landed there

For land abruptly terminates

You are looking at the sea

And from a height westward



Ancient place among the tombs

Ancient fort was there

All the fields blessed with names

So locals know just where

This their own big city

Living by land’s end

Blanketed in sea mist

Mysteries no end


Beautiful horizons

Cliffs and stunning sea

Mayo’s north-west corner

Sheer finality

Bays and sandy inlets

Creation at its best

Home to hardy people

The west o yes

The west


Brian Fahy

23 October 2021

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: