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Outside the Blarney Castle

 

Druid Forest Blarney Castle

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.Blarney Forest

The Druid Forest

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A gnarl of deep roots

buried built and cut into rocks

a witches kitchen

the relief of the ancient Appalachians

crawling in the caves below.

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Circular stones ring the central opening

surrounded by overlapping ovals

sturdy pines

a soft needled floor.

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A bold of red Japanese maple

fell recently to cover

the rocky foundations of

where we walk

an entry to the under world

Dolman portals, weeping cliffs

a brook with

heather floating.

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The elephant rough ears swoop

to the stream.

It’s the magic of mountains

secret images in our subconscious

rocks rising from their earth graves

to capture us

in the water spring spills.

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Blarney Castle

 

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