Beautiful write. I am going to Ireland in Sept. although my heart has already been there for many years.

Maireann croí éadrom i bhfad.

Elora-

Enchanting write. I wish I might yet see the Irish lands. A friend of mine was there, and brought me a small slate shard from these cliffs. (I am sure it is not smething that is recommended, but it meant a great deal to me.)

Well done. I have been there and they are magnificent. When I took my eldest daughter back to Ireland for her first trip there she was very impressed with these cliffs. What little Gaelic I had when growing up in County Down has unfortunately faded and I was not able to translate your last line.

Pat

Note to myself: CALM DOWN! sigh, Anita, I've been to the cliffs! Scrolling down slowly here, your pic came upon me and I responded audibly.

To define them is not necessary and not possible... they are illusive, powerful, and windy. But how could anyone, especially a masterful poet like yourself, not have a need to express the feelings they evoke? Your poem flew to my gut... which is where the memories of this place reside... and this is a fine and true tribute to them.

katy xox. p.s. May I ask that you find Cliffs of Mohr, my poem in my archives... ? I'd love for you to read it. I was in Ireland in 2001. Thanks.

I love it dear! You write so beautifully.

Pretty pic ! Beautiful write!

Those cliff beg the poet's to soar, aye, to roar.

Ron

I have never been to Ireland, but your poem and the pic makes me plan a trip over there sometimes soon.
Yes, you're right. I can see faces in the rocks. Amazing.

Graphic image, music and verses unite to present a most beautifully soul-gripping offering. Thank you, Anita. Best wishes of love and peace to you. Regis

Most of us see this picture and only see the cliffs. You see the beauty and the soul of the country. Well done!

Like the poem and that's my kind of music too.

I saw a ceremonial mask right in the middle of this!
What a place to take a holiday, it's on my "before I die I want to" list. This place is as beautiful and stunning as your writing describes. Thank you for taking all of us there Lady A.

blessin's and the best of the new year to you,
cynth'ya lewis reed

Wonderful writing have a happy holiday!

Lady A,

Your poetry always tells such a beautiful story. Love that photo. Happy Holidays to you and yours.

I'm not Irish in the least. Nonetheless, I appreciated
the talent exemplified in this poem and graphic.
I'd so love to see and photograph these cliffs!

Lady A,

Fantastic music, picture, and write - brings out the Irish in me ... fabulous!!

Best wishes,

Robert

Goodness me! It's way too early to set my feet a'tapping and me hips a jigging, but you done it! Just love this - you've captured the spirit of the place just perfectly! Especially the grey cold and the green! But it's beauty, warmth of personality and hospitality are unsurpassed. Welcome home! LOL Kate xx

Oh this was beautiful! Love the picture and this excellent poem!

Reindeer

Well penned my friend
Happy Holiday & Season's Greeting

William .....Peace & Love

Want to go there myself someday, such a beautiful picture young Lady, as is the poem and the proverb...Ed

makes me want to go back to ireland :)

Wonderful Poem that evokes the spirit of that mystical place...Great tune as well...Enjoyed!

EDL

I see the faces; and that is a wondrous proverb; and I love the poem, and the music!

This poem took me away, to a soothing place in my mind.
Excellent write.

Wonderful imageries. Well-expressed piece.

Here's wishing you a Wonderful Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)

I have seen many things that are not supposed to be seen in nature but I liked this version that you wrote.

impressive imagery! when can i go? ;)

(((lady a)))

you took us there in your fantastic words--a magnificent journey it is--thank you

my parents have been to eire--and want to go back :)

(((HUGS))) and love, continued prayers, and MERRY CHRISTMAS, karla. :)

I had top laugh aloud at the last line of the first stanza: "Salutations traveler, welcome to this shore" This after explaining about the rugged cliffs and ice salt water and, well, I suppose if you made it ashore that would be welcome enough. What formadible cliffs, indeed. The poem was a delight to read and I could almost taste that cold, salty water spray. Good.

Beautiful write Anita : )

Jack

Tell an Irishman it's good luck to jump from the top, and he'll do it..

This is beautifully written. And I loved reading about my heritage.

You have outdone yourself With this beauty Anita! A gem in all ways, love the music and art too!

Stunning package Anita!!

Wow would love to be right there!!

love Tinka

Yep, I see 'em. Being Scots-Irish myself, I feel a kinship with that mossy auld isle. The picture, music, and poem all go perfect together. What a great treat!