Poetic Novena, Day Two

currachs are sailing
way out on the blue
my lady is sailing
above the sea

i am a poor island pilgrim
counting the gulls
as they kiss the ocean

we measured the island
then we measured our passion
we will count our kisses
when my lady returns to me

29.Aug.03
Written on a cat postcard. First two lines are from "Connemara Cradle Song", trad. arr. by Delia Murphy (1902-1979); p.d.
Postcard with an image by the Lady herself!