A lighthouse beckoning to the
moon beyond craggy outcrops
from the shores of Iskeroon.

Territorial challenges perhaps,
or most likely, a navigational
warning of encroachment.

White surfs are fraught with
repetitious semaphores, alerting
luminous shallows to the dark.

This Brailled seascape, a maze
of protrusions, polka dotting the
frothy foam of tidal turbulence.

It is where the antonyms of
silence harmonise with their
perfect chorus of sound.

One could imagine anything here,
the Lake Isle of Innisfree springs
to mind, (with a sea shell to my ear).



              Ryan 12th November 2019.
              Full moon at Iskeroon. ©

Ps.

Iskeroon is a coast house in
Cahirdaniel County Kerry
Ireland, which I am currently
minding during closed season.
iskeroon.com

The name Iskeroon is hereby
is copyrighted as titled poem
12th November 2019.