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Inspirations by Clive McClinton
As the reddening sun sets behind Cave Hill
Clive - weak and extremely ill
Is inspired and encouraged with heavenly visions
lifting his heart in praise and thanksgiving to God;
“When I get better, I’m going to stand at the top of Cave Hill on Napoleon’s Nose, a little son at each side, with my arms wide open, looking skyward as I praise and thank the Lord for His grace and goodness to me.”
Written by Clive McClinton while resident in Level Ten, Tower Block, Belfast City Hospital during the Summer of 2013 (after being hospitalised in November 2012, through most of 2013.)
Sleeping Giant by Frances McKenzie
Dawn mist rises up over your reclining head like morning shower steam,
And you inhale its chilled breath.
You rise ….. 1200 feet of basalt rock.
Bastion of North Belfast, safeguard of our city,
Gulliver’s titanic eyes have gazed down on us over the millennia,
Your secrets held in lava bubble caves,
You gave refuge to our ancient tribes.
Now we, your Lilliput people take our Sunday pilgrimage to climb Napolean’s nose,
Scrambling down your slopes serenaded by swirling Swallows.