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| Malahide Castle |
Dublin bound for half a day
with seats in the upright position
fitfully dozing during the long flight
as snatches of movies weave into my dreams
maneuvering through city streets
in search of Malahide Castle—our first stop in enchantment
the cobwebs of travel puff away
catch on the gossamer of history
we walk hand-in-hand from parlor to pantry
forgetting our fatigue as we meander through gardens
we linger, lusting for greener pastures
hunger nudges us to homemade bread and thick potato soup
--Clontarf Castle’s soft beds lure us upstairs
hot showers, cool linens blend with child play
we stretch on pristine sheets and tumble into perfect slumber
sleep embraces us soothingly as we spoon together
glass tinkling, or pixie laughter?
the voices of Ireland lull us into serenity
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| Clontarf Castle |
Copyright 2011 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman
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