Paths – Poetry of Seasons
‘Paths’ is a poem about that crossover time between autumn and winter; for me, characterised by falling yellow leaves and the appearance of chestnuts underfoot. For the first 6 years of my life in Ireland, I lived beside one of the gates into Curraghmore Estate, (the historical house and grounds belonging to the Marquis of…
The Apple Tree and Storm Ophelia
‘The apple tree throws down its dead and we kneel, fools for its blackened, overripe flesh.’
Flash Fiction: Maple Leaf
The maple leaf stops them. Its veiny palm invites examination, as peach and pale green cross shades. Autumn does this to maple leaves; scorns their attempts to cling onto their tree of birth, strikes them down, flattens their flame. And then, somebody finds the leaf, finds charm in its crown-like edges, its slight resemblance to…
Poetry – Pebbles
Tricoloured pebbles, the sand stepping-stones of a shuffling huddle, or shifting land – a clinking crowd at ground.
Walks by Water – Two Poems
The Shore A shot of sea spills its gut, deep music.
Inspiration in the Rain
Inspiration is a funny thing. It doesn’t always come from beauty or thrills. It can strike from a place where the sky is grey, the rain is continuous and the wind chills everything.
All Smiles here: The Sunshine Award for Blogging
I’m feeling extra sunny today, having been awarded the Sunshine Award for Blogging by fellow writer: AK Andrew. Big thanks to AK, who writes poetry and fiction and is the author of the novel: Radio Echo. Find out more here.
Resisting Antiques Roadshow, Welcoming the Robin
You know your life has changed when you sit down of a Sunday Evening to watch Antiques Roadshow with your in-laws. Gone, are the days when you used to bemoan the fact that Antiques Roadshow even existed.