Niamh of the Golden Hair
A Sonnet Inspired By A Beautiful Work By Justine G. Cappelli of The Chicken Legged Workshop
Introduction
This is my seventh piece inspired by Justine G. Cappelli's beautiful artwork.
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Niamh of the Golden Hair
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Niamh Chinn Γir From TΓr na nΓg She Came
The Daughter of ManannΓ‘n Mac Lir
On A White Horse She Rode, Hair Of Flame
To Ireland To Find Her Lover There
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His Name Was Oisin. They Fell In Love.
So To The Land Of Eternal Youth
Across The Grey Sea Once More They Rode
They Lived In Joy, And To Themselves True
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Oisin Grew Restless In His New Home
Niamh Soothed Him With Her Loving Glance
But Her Golden Hair Was Not Enough
Homesick Oisin Rode Back To Ireland
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Then Oisin Fell To The Irish Ground
He Died, In Glenalmond, His Grave's Found
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She must've been really beautiful for her time. I like the way art and music inspire you.
Excellent poem that compliments this mystical lady.