as Storm Dennis rages I thought it opportune to revisit
my Surfing Song - It's a true story
my Surfing Song - It's a true story
(sung to the air of Johnny Jump Up)
I was handed a
gift of a group surfing day
"Twill
enhance the enjoyment you get from the sea"
As my luck's decided, my class coincided
With Hurricane Ivan hittin' Liscannor
Bay
To ride the great waves
folks
came from near and from foreign
Their
dream's to catch Aighlean 'tween Mohar and Aran
Mega
trucks with pro surfers rolled in from Biscay
To surf Hurricane Ivan in Liscannor Bay
The coach held my board, centred, ready I lay
Now
GO FOR IT. PADDLE! Wow! I've caught the wave!
Body
glued to the board I surged into the quay
Cruising
Hurricane Ivan on Liscannor Bay
Two long hours later, half drownded, pale grey
I
finally drag my board to the quay!
Sore
and exhausted, near dead from the sea.
Darn
that Hurricane Ivan in Liscannor Bay
One short week later I'm arais in 'sna tonn
Spied
a man holding steady a board for his son
Twelve
times he held it til the lad got the knack
And surfed in, erect, Sure I could do that!
Another year older, land locked in Kildare
Dreaming
of when I'll be back in West Clare
With
Hurricane Ivan blown out of the way
I'll
conquer the surfing in Liscannor Bay
Hanging
five, maybe ten, gliding tall and upright
When
the board bites the sand, off I'll skip, oh so light
Vitalised, on
a high, "Who's that?" they will say
Showing
off fancy footwork on Liscannor Bay.
I'll park up in Lahinch, hang out on the Prom
A
wetsuit and booties I'll get for a song
Share
a chips and a pint at sunset each day
And
distill golden moments in Liscannor Bay
Sheena Meagher ©
p.s; This last painting went missing
during a change over in the shop where it was hanging. I would love to
get it back.
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