The Sheeffry Seven Co Mayo - Not one for the Faint Hearted!!!!! The Walk With Me Team conquered this monster last weekend.
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This is a beautiful coastal walk that starts in Irishtown, just 2km from Dublin City Centre. From there you can walk 4km out into Dublin Bay along the Great South Wall until you reach the Poolbeg Lighthouse at the end.
It can be tricky to figure out how to get there. You start at the park in Irishtown/end of Sandymount Strand and just follow the trail around the coastline from there. After around 2kms, you’ll get to the start of the South Wall and continue another couple of kilometers along it to get to the lovely red lighthouse.
There are stunning views of the Poolbeg Chimneys, Dublin Bay, Howth Head, Dun Laoghaire Harbour and the Dublin and Wicklow mountains beyond. The surface can be a bit uneven along the sea wall at times, so be sure to wear walking shoes (not heels!). It’s also a great spot for bird watching if that’s your vibe.
Off Script
Piece by piece, it slowly tears me apart.
Every time I utter the already written words, another wall was probably built. Another layer to hide the disgusting hollow within.
No matter how perfect it seems, no cracks can be seen, it’s obvious that no soul could bear the empty spaces within.
What should fill a heart that never knew how to be real?
To learn from others is what I take pride in, but that’s all it is. From others. It’s no wonder how easy it is for people to leave, for they could find no reason for them to stay.
But slowly, all of it deteriorates me. To wish for someone to built it all with me, to stay long enough to be proud of what they accomplished.
To hope that maybe someday, someone will. I can’t seem to process it.
The hopeful thinking that it will all come in to their places, slowly eats up at my brain. I can’t fathom the thought that no one will.
How foolish, to be on the lookout for the right time. To wait so long leaves me heaving a heavy tear.
I Miss You Bigtime, Dearest
I’ve always counted how long it would take me to break, to finally lose my wits and heave out my hidden longing for your presence.
For years I’ve wondered what would it be like to live by you once more, to build another forgotten routine with you by my flowing bourn.
It wasn’t so easy you know? concealing my buried misery was a chore I had to face each day. The choked up sobs and the quiver of my lips is a task that lies unfinished tonight as I lay.
The simplicity of my everyday is always gauged from your eyes, pondering if my actions are to your leaning. Held by an unbroken chain, refusing to save myself from your drowning memories.
For so long, I craved you.
Would it be hypocrisy if I say I’m fine?
That denying my yearning for your existence once more, then weep my unshed tears in the night is a habit carved into my being?
Surely, it is acceptable that I’ve hidden it for so long. That I’ve held onto my promise in your faded pinky.
Through my core, I just couldn’t deny.
Piercing through my bones is your fading promises and warmth that crawls in my skin.
But right now? Only one thing’s clear,
My Dearest, I Miss You Bigtime.
Doesn’t Matter
I continue to act unbothered.
Of your fleeting stares and hidden glares.
Unsure of its intention, I turn my nose away for some reason.
But I can’t deny the exhilaration it causes,
the sped-up feeling in me that pulses.
Averting my gaze, but wouldn’t it be obvious that you’ve left me in a haze?
Still, I act unbothered.
You can’t know, that I long for those stares to mean something. For your gaze to linger in me once more.
Although I’m sure of it, it isn’t me who caught your attention, isn’t it?
For I’m certain I’m not the red you craved, ‘cause your hands clutched cerulean while you prayed.
I know, it doesn’t matter if I’m the prettiest red, if blue has always been what your heart bled.
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This is a beautiful coastal walk that starts in Irishtown, just 2km from Dublin City Centre. From there you can walk 4km out into Dublin Bay along the Great South Wall until you reach the Poolbeg Lighthouse at the end.
It can be tricky to figure out how to get there. You start at the park in Irishtown/end of Sandymount Strand and just follow the trail around the coastline from there. After around 2kms, you’ll get to the start of the South Wall and continue another couple of kilometers along it to get to the lovely red lighthouse.
There are stunning views of the Poolbeg Chimneys, Dublin Bay, Howth Head, Dun Laoghaire Harbour and the Dublin and Wicklow mountains beyond. The surface can be a bit uneven along the sea wall at times, so be sure to wear walking shoes (not heels!). It’s also a great spot for bird watching if that’s your vibe.
This is a beautiful coastal walk that starts in Irishtown, just 2km from Dublin City Centre. From there you can walk 4km out into Dublin Bay along the Great South Wall until you reach the Poolbeg Lighthouse at the end.
It can be tricky to figure out how to get there. You start at the park in Irishtown/end of Sandymount Strand and just follow the trail around the coastline from there. After around 2kms, you’ll get to the start of the South Wall and continue another couple of kilometers along it to get to the lovely red lighthouse.
There are stunning views of the Poolbeg Chimneys, Dublin Bay, Howth Head, Dun Laoghaire Harbour and the Dublin and Wicklow mountains beyond. The surface can be a bit uneven along the sea wall at times, so be sure to wear walking shoes (not heels!). It’s also a great spot for bird watching if that’s your vibe.
Inks & Bloods
Maybe it’s all for naught, my ears bled from all these cacophonies of a thought. Each night is an endless chase, a challenge that my hands have to face. Though I know it’s a useless attempt, to hope that maybe I could be able to tame my thoughts unkept.
I’ve only felt nothing but wisps of colors, bright as it came and gave me the will to hold my forgotten dream. But as the ink fades, I’ve been haunted with the thought of losing this flame.
So I replaced it.
Sure, red doesn’t really show the warm brightness of the sun, but it gave me the exhilarating feeling of losing life. I chased the time, hoping to create my beloved masterpiece before my tear even fell.
As bubbles of grief slowly drips down from the canvas, so does a bloody trail down my cheeks.
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