sidhe by the sea

Hello, dear digital friends!

There is a lot to unpack in this week’s poem. But my primary focus in this introduction is to discuss a word I am guessing is unfamiliar to many of you… “sidhe”

Pronounced “shē ,” this Gaelic words has several meanings….

  1. a barrow or tumulus; a large mound of earth or stones over the remains of the dead
  2. an underground fort or palace in which fairies live
  3. the name for the fairy folk of Ireland themselves; fairies or fae

As you read the poem, you’ll find the literal and figurative references to all, as I believe this poem can be read through several lenses. Fully intended.

With that, I am very much looking forward to hearing your thoughts, comments, and reactions to this poem in the Comments Section below.

-PS Conway ☘️ ☘️ ☘️

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sidhe by the sea

when my soul departs the indenture of life

shackled to land that was ne’er my own

please wash the grime from my wind-worn face

rife with fatigue from the labors i’ve known

take the last bare bits of this flesh and bone

‘neath stacks of fieldstone lay me to rest

grant me the dignity, grant me the grace

to greet forever like pagans of old

high on a hill in my sidhe by the sea

may a warm sunrise bless my cold gray grave

may seagrass whisper your name on the breeze

may your sweet face smile in memories saved

please mourn me not in the quiet of morn

for my soul shall be dancing with the fae

endless and boundless ‘cross this selfsame land

that in the end failed to make me its slave


  1. Bold and brave and gritty in life and death…definitely see sidhe meaning a large mound of stones, as I picture this poem…really loving your poetry of late! 😊

  2. I loved this.. it is exactly what I would like to be able to say when I am moving on. Beautifully expressed.

  3. I love the idea of freedom in death. This poem takes all the fear out of dying, which is no small feat. I think we all wish to be remembered fondly by those we love. If a breeze can conjure this, so much the better. Beautiful poem Pat 💖

    1. Thanks, Naomi! I think when I write poems like this one, they are (at some subconscious level) my way of reconciling my own fear of death with images of peace and beauty. 🙏🏻🧚🌹🍷☘️

  4. Beautiful and soulful ! I felt the sidhe was a burial mound in the poem! I love the idea of the soul being with the faerie folk xx

  5. Having just spent two years living in South West Cork this poem resonates deeply. A magical land where the very existence of faerie folk is entirely possible, the wind is always blowing and the the landscape full of sidhe. My soul however, did not reside there and now neither do I. My heart and soul belong to another Celtic land, Brittany, where one day my bones will rest. Love the poem.

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