Saturday, September 7, 2019

Poetic Bloomings Lannet


Shannon Falls

I heard of Shannon Falls by tragic means:
three adventurous vloggers dying there.
Nevertheless, I longed to see the falls,
simply because they bore my maiden name
and I lived near Shannon Creek in P-A.
Once, I saw Shannon River in Ireland,
fulfilling a childhood dream, ‘bout sixty.
After vacationing in Washington,
we four drove to British Columbia.
Picnicked at Shannon Falls Provincial Park.
Took pictures of Shannon Creek and its sign.
Walked up the steep path to the viewing sight.
Shannon Creek falls over one thousand feet,
a long bridal veil twisting in the wind.

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