Writing

There are ghosts in this quiet house.I pause under John Wayne’s arm . . .

You of the spiral-shell curls; the sea-chained voice. No wonder the waves made a play for your soul . . .

When I heard that this year's theme for Poetry Day Ireland was 'There will be Time', I thought of this poem.  'In...

and the drums make a song of our heartbeats, lead them to stronger rhythms . . .

I’ve always been fascinated by the story of the Cottingley Fairies. At the age of seven, the thought of two girls managing...

This new poem, 'Crown' is inspired by the threat of coronavirus and examines the image of the crown (corona, in Latin) as...

The poem, ‘Changeover’ was written after a spell of extreme weather and holds a lot of hope. There may be a few...

I see Valentine's Day as an opportunity to celebrate love in all its forms. Last year, I was treated to...

I was so young. I stood at the edge of a waterfall, cried her happy tears,let her dress me in silver-white, a lace so fleeting, it could not be shaped.