uncommon ground

Hey, friends!

In June, my siblings and I are taking my dad back to Ireland to celebrate his 80th birthday. Needless to say, my mind is a bit preoccupied with all things Irish these days.

Every time I return to the motherland, I am always gobsmacked by the natural beauty. But, in particular, the purple-pink heather and the bright yellow gorse that seem to flourish ubiquitously.

While I am certain there are myriad other wildflowers mixed into this quantum entanglement, as a poet, I am delighted by the metaphorcial and symbolic irony of two plants, so intertwined and connected, that represent such different things.

This poem tries to capture that notion on a few levels. And I am really excited to hear your thoughts and feelings on it this week (in the Comments section below). Sláinte!

-PS Conway ☘ ☘ ☘

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uncommon ground

heather and gorse grow ‘long the hill

high above the sea, ever bound

together in harmony, still

wrought from eccentricity,

the children of uncommon ground

the gorse soft whispers bumblebees

to whisk ‘midst her bright yellow scent

sweet fecundity on springtide breeze

a blushing bride, a farmer’s fields

ushers Lugh’s smile, absent relent,

the heather : the heath : the heathens

bring odors of damp earth, of cold,

remind the fallow ground of famine

the sound of poverty on the wind

grinding poverty taken hold

thus entwined ‘long high seaside hills

heather and gorse, joy and remorse,

feed upon the cairns of freewill

subsuming something pagan while

recalling a god’s crown of thorns

8 comments

  1. Beautiful! That will be a very dear experience taking your father back home ❤ I could just picture Ireland in my mind reading your verse. Well done.

  2. The word Heather took me to some Irish folk songs I heard before. I like this poem. The beauty of Ireland is reminded and famine from the past. I hope your father and your family will have great time in your motherland 🙂

  3. I didn’t realize that flowers could be symbolic of opposing forces, almost as strongly as life and death. Enjoy your trip back to the motherland.

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