There’s certainly horseplay in the film Into The West (1992). Earlier this week we published a feature: Forgotten Gem: Into The West. Perhaps the real star of the film is the white horse, Tir Na nOg. As well as dramatic moments, and emotional scenes, there are also some hilarious ones. Consequently. We’ve tried to capture one specific one in this week’s poem, featuring popcorn guzzling antics!
The White horse knew the boy grieved much
and searched his small soul, mournfully;
Oisin so greatly craved the touch
of she who died, so he could be . . .
Through giving birth, his mother died
and never knew her youngest lad
The hole in his heart grew so wide
just like the one inside his dad
Then Tir na nOg turned up one day,
seeming to come out of the sea
To fix those holes, in his own way,
but soon made horseplay wantonly
There was something about the beast,
so wild, boisterous and free;
we saw it when it had a feast,
and chomped on popcorn, greedily!
The sea called back the untamed soul,
the boy and horse gone, in a blink . . .
He did not die, and the great hole
in Dad, and lad, begun to shrink
All words by Benjamin Francis Cassidy
Illustration by L. A. Cassidy
There are some film that really do have a unique feel. Into The West is certainly one. It seems only right to make a poem out of Tir Na nOg. Irish mythology is a rich source of inspiration for many poets, including William Butler Yeats, perhaps Ireland’s most famous poet. We doubt he’d mind us having a little bit of horseplay! Take care dear readers, and see you all next week for more Friday fun!