
The Cliffs shall call
The Cliffs shall call Beneath the heavens’ gray embrace Where winds of sorrow carve the space The Cliffs of Moher rise austere A throne where silence claims the seer Their jagged edges cold and vast Hold whispers of the


Hosted by MARCELLA BOCCIA · EN · 62 episodes
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"Dublin, Double, Doubt" is a poetry collection by Marcella Boccia that delves into the mystique and duality of Dublin, Ireland. Through vivid imagery, the poems explore the themes of doubt, memory, history, and identity, while celebrating Ireland’s cultural richness and emotional depth. Each piece is a lyrical journey across Dublin's cobblestones, Galway’s winds, and the timeless echoes of Ireland’s resilient spirit. Perfect for readers who seek a poetic reflection on place, self, and the whispers of the past.
MARCELLA BOCCIA hosts Dublin, Double, Doubt - Marcella Boccia, a arts show with 62 episodes published.

The Cliffs shall call Beneath the heavens’ gray embrace Where winds of sorrow carve the space The Cliffs of Moher rise austere A throne where silence claims the seer Their jagged edges cold and vast Hold whispers of the

To drift beneath the arches Beneath O’Connell’s steadfast span I stand and feel the river’s plan Its gentle pull its ceaseless song To carry the restless heart along What if I leapt, a whisper a sigh To join the Liffey a

Jealous of the cup Oh fragile porcelain you daring thief You steal what I can only dream to keep Your warmth caresses where I long to dwell Your kiss a secret you’ll never tell You touch his lips so soft so fair And ling

Beneath the Dublin sky I wish I were the rain so light so near That kisses your umbrella crystal-clear As you wander where battles once did rage Through Dublin’s streets each stone a page I’d dance upon the threads of hi

A soul of stone My soul is carved in the Burren’s stone Where ancient winds have softly flown Upon that limestone grey and bare A whisper lingers in the air No velvet earth no fertile green But cracks where life has fain

True love True love is not a cage of gold Nor chains that bind nor hands that hold It does not claim it does not own But lets the spirit soar alone It walks beside but does not steer It whispers soft yet draws no fear Li

The heart of Ireland In the misty hills where the green winds blow The heart of Ireland beats steady and slow With eyes like the sea fierce and deep A soul that the storm cannot break or sweep Proud and true with heads h

The wall of silence I stand before them words unspoken For in their gaze all hope is broken Their voices rise so sure so loud While mine is lost within the crowd They wear their pride like a golden crown Blinded by their

Resilience Through winds that howl and skies that weep I walk though weary with steps that creep The world may break the shadows may fall But I rise again though I stand so small Beneath the weight of sorrow’s hand I fin

Empathy In the silence of a winter’s eve I hear the hearts that softly grieve A whisper of their sorrowed cries Echoing beneath the open skies Not with my ears but with my soul I feel the burden the endless toll Of those

The solitude and the friend In quiet walks where shadows fall I find my peace away from all The world can spin its noise and haste But I in silence am embraced A soul untethered free to roam Through empty streets I make

The beauty of the soul Oh beauty not of flesh or fleeting face But in the depth where silent shadows trace A light that burns without the need for flame A tender fire that speaks no earthly name It lingers in the quiet o

Emerald isle A veil of green so deep, so wide Where hills and valleys gently bide An island kissed by mist and rain Its beauty soft a sweet refrain Fields stretch far a quilt of dreams Through which the golden sunlight s

Dubh Linn Beneath the city’s restless sprawl Where shadows linger whispers call There lay a pool so deep so still Fed by Poddle shaped by will The Liffey’s arms would intertwine With waters dark a blackened shrine Dubh L

In the footsteps of Olof the White Through cobbled lanes of Dublin’s might Where red-brick whispers haunt the night I wander lost yet not alone For shadows claim my heart their throne A phantom walks beside my stride A V

Ode to Dublin Oh Dublin city of my dreams Where every street in twilight gleams Your cobbled lanes with stories old Hold echoes of the brave and bold Your river flows with silver grace A mirror to your rugged face And in

Unspoken flame In the dim-lit haze of Dublin’s breath Where shadows dance with life and death I saw you there a fleeting star A beacon bright yet kept afar Your russet beard a fire untamed A heart unspoken yet unblamed Y

Your hands Your hands like rivers carved by time Guided my wintered soul to warmth Fingers long as harp strings Soft as moss on stone When your beard brushed my cheek A forest of shadows danced on my skin And the kiss li

The Viking heart (📝Marcella Boccia) He wears a smile as soft as dawn A charm to lift a veil to fawn But underneath the laughter lies A deeper sorrow in his eyes His gaze though bright is shy withdrawn A warrior’s heart

The black harp (📝Marcella Boccia) Beneath the lights of Dublin’s glow I sat where winter winds did blow And found my skin a canvas bare For ink to weave a story there An harp so small yet full of might A blackened echo
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