Kilkee, County Clare

Early morning, Ger and the gang 

Gone to swim the Pollock Holes,

Bracing salt water preferred over coffee.

Hardy folk, our Irish in-laws.

We two, less intrepid

Guests from “across the pond”

Choose the hike instead. 

Upward bound, hand in hand.

As the sea crashes and foams below,

And the wind blows wild through our hair,

We steal kisses on the cliffs.