Caught in the Rapids - Gemma Hayes

Still Morning

Caught in the rapids.

Ships bringing stroies of Cites And Heat

Dim light burning near Alexander Docks

Whatchmen whistle

While Dublin She Sleeps

Here Friendship are hard won

once rooted they are life long

her buoys will guide you

sorrow can rest

sure in the shallows

tired of the conflict

time smoothens the rocks

she is now at her best

she’s radiant, unbroken, radiant.

Footsteps hacve awoken

on the hapenny bridge

Poets and thives they vie for her heart.

There is something about her kiss like a lover.

Anna liffey take my hopes with thee Eastbound to new worlds and out to the sea.

She’s radiant, unbroken, radiant.

Dublin you are no beauty queen

there’s a fire in your belly.

that burns brightly beyond north wall quay.

You have nothing to be sorry for.

The Wounds of a Brutal Sweet Sixteen.

A brutal sweet sixteen.

She’s radient, unbroken, Radient.