March 11, 2011
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At the edge of a continent,
There lies a town
In the echoes of my ears,
There plays a song

In the recesses of my mind,
There lives a story
Reflected in my eyes,
There dances a beauty

In the furrows of my heart,
There sleeps a summer
At the crossroads of my soul,
There yearns a passion

A passion for green
A passion for music
A passion for history
A passion for rain

And a passion for life
That exceeds dimensions,
That rides a melody
Into the whispering dawn.

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TheSweetNerd said...
Apr. 12, 2011 at 7:41 am
I love it, it really shows how introspective your personality is. I agree tho, it would have been great to be able to picture Doolin (thats a funny word) for oursevles, but other than it is beautifully written and gives me insight on the town's wonderful affect on you.
lucybrown97 said...
Apr. 10, 2011 at 6:20 am

I'd like to go to Ireland someday...It seems like a very interesting place. 

I love the beat of this poem- It would be cool if you could describe the town more, but I like it this way too. :)

emma0314 replied...
Apr. 11, 2011 at 5:21 pm
yes, ireland is enchantingly beautiful. you're right, i would have loved to go on more about doolin, it is absolutely charming, but i think ireland as a whole distracted me :)
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