Friday, July 29, 2005

A Coral Beach In Connemara Comments

Rating: 4.5

The two of us alone on that stony Cheathrú Rua beach
On a July evening that almost seemed like my reason for being.
It was our last day together and the sun was burning strong.
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Seán O Muiríosa
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Séamus Fox 01 July 2006

This is excellent Sean. Long lines all the way through so beautifully descriptive then a very simple short last line to close the poem. I like it alot P.s How do I get a Faidh into my name? Seamus

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Lynette Dias-Gouveia 15 March 2006

Sean you have done really well in this poem.. beautiful..

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John Tiong Chunghoo 06 November 2005

lovely, never stop writing poetry.

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Amanda Lukas 04 November 2005

Sean, I really appreciate the line about coral under your feet: 'For its prickle could kill tender bare feet. ' I'm from Ft. Lauderdale, FL and have experienced that feeling many times! Your poem made me feel like I lived the moment right along with you! Good work. Amanda

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Shelley B. Keats 11 October 2005

Sean, I think this is a fine evocative moment you have captured-nice to see a few structural considerations in a poem!

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John Tiong Chunghoo 10 August 2005

dear sean, thanks for commenting on my poem. i went to an irish governed school in sarawak, borneo years back. perhaps, some irishness has distilled into me. Your golden hair blew gently in the passing sea breeze, - i love this line. honour your irishness.

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Raynette Eitel 29 July 2005

Sean, I think your muse lives in Connemara. This is a lovely, haunting poem. Raynette

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