Sea Cliffs (Ireland) Date: Wednesday, 2nd September 2009 @ 10:27:13 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: zenith66 These are the cliffs, proving Ireland's finite edge, Steep slabs, rugged hearts of olden things, of all forgot. We tremble at the slope, skirting these stormy world rims. Abysmal facade, you wear our souls, drown us in Your booming laughter, hide us, dead, in your Wailing depths, the unseen. Rip tided brinks, your face is invisible, but I know it is there, carved by watery hammers over time. Marooned in Earths deep gut, confined to gleam, To hold each setting sun in granite wound. So stay here at this height, watch the futures malison erupt, I have no need of you, I wont leap from your grassy head and fall, Toward the sky... This poem is Copyright © zenith66 Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=152813