Meelick Road, Spring Afternoon

I service my iron horse and get ready for usual Saturday leisure bike ride. Afterwards, I ride up the country road at a snail’s pace to feel the essence of Nature. I listen to the songs of birds, the whispering of trees, and the mooing of cows on the roadside. The gentle wind mixes those sounds into a smooth serenade, which I enjoy as I slowly ride up the road. I dismount at the top to enjoy the panoramic view of Limerick city, which now seems to be at my feet. I take a few pictures and start heading back home. Riding down the road, I hear a car approaching from behind. I slow down and remain on the edge of the road. The car pulls up right beside me at arm’s length. A lad climbs up from the sunroof and catapults a canned drink at me. Instantly I think I’m doomed, so my vision grey out slightly. Then a rocket swooshes past my face. How it does not hit me remains a mystery. I am utterly terrified as I watch the car fade out of sight.

a clear and calm sea . . .
a bold osprey dives down
with a mighty splash

One Summer in Limerick

One Summer in Limerick

When loneliness
and the homesickness
fades away into the ether

Shannon decant
its fluid gently
into the Atlantic Ocean

The reflection
of the quays are well
visible on its smooth surface

Then the peaceful
riverbank walk gives
a scenic backdrop at sunset