A Poem for Sunday Evening – The Sound of the Sea By : Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The Sound of the Sea
By : Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The sea awoke at midnight from its sleep,
And round the pebbly beaches far and wide
I heard the first wave of the rising tide
Rush onward with uninterrupted sweep;
A voice out of the silence of the deep,
A sound mysteriously multiplied
As of a cataract from the mountain’s side,
Or roar of winds upon a wooded steep.
So comes to us at times, from the unknown
And inaccessible solitudes of being,
The rushing of the sea-tides of the soul;
And inspirations, that we deem our own,
Are some divine foreshadowing and foreseeing
Of things beyond our reason or control.
This old white Bog pony
This set of images was taken at (Derryhick, Co.Mayo) above Derryhick lake – where we were staying for a week, I was out walking Molly our Golden retriever when we passed a field on our left.
I noticed this old white Bog pony way in the distance and she really took my attention so here she is, I have come back in my mind to this moment a lot for some reason as I hope she’s good and still walking this amazing landscape.
Nikon D7000
Landscape images : Nigel borrington
Derryhick Lake, Co.Mayo
A moment of peace and quite, this image was taken late one evening during a summer stay at Derryhick Lake, Co Mayo.
Kilkenny based Photographer : Nigel Borrington









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