Beetle – Nature Poem
The beetle of this poem is a creature of reality. I encountered it four years ago at Mahon Falls and knew then, it would become inspiration for a nature poem. I had never seen a creature like it; satiny black, resoundingly present. I could almost hear it hum. Standing at the crossroads between summer and…
Meeting a Beetle at Mahon Falls
Mahon Falls is a place I go to find peace. It is characterised by mountains, stubborn sheep (with horns like celtic knots), rushes, greenery, gushing water and pure air. Well, the air is usually pure. On this occasion a group of smokers gathered in front of our just parked car, obscuring the view and lending…
Micropoetry Medley by K. S. Moore
I wrote a lot of micropoetry in the early part of Summer. I shared the poems on Twitter and Facebook, but thought it would be nice to gather them somewhere a bit more permanent. I’ve organised these five poems according to place. The first three were written in my garden, which is often full of…
When Heels and Nature Collide
Imagine . . . me in a red dress and heels tottering along the gravelly path towards one of Ireland’s most stunning, unspoiled tourist attractions: Mahon Falls. Yes, I know I was dressed inappropriately, I was having a smart day ok? I have those sometimes . . .at the wrong times, obviously. Anyway, it was…