CURLS OF UNCONSCIOUSNESS

The breath is stilled, life is sea and sky bound in a blanket of both current and cloud, moments are just impressions, reflections of all that has fallen and all that floats on the future’s feather; a fragile fluttering to the left of frame. Still is the breath, thoughts unfurl; curls of creamy consciousness, there […]

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UP IN DUBLIN, KILMAINHAM GAOL

  ‘If our deed has not been sufficient to win freedom, then our children will win it by a better deed.’ Patrick H. Pearse, President of the Provisional Government of Irish Republic, Kilmainham Gaol, May 2nd 1916, later executed at 3.30am, 3rd May, by the gunshots of 12 soldiers. He was 36 years old. He […]

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WHITE STARLIGHT

  White starlight, light and lucent, springs from the ailing earth, in quite corners of tended borders so fine and fair, fragility unfolding precious petals, perhaps to soften the edges of darker days that have set shadows upon so many sunsets. White starlight cradles beauty, a bold beacon blooming amid these burdens that bind us […]

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WHISPERED WORDS

  Last night you came calling like a song to soften the shadows and found me slipping in between the silence and the slumber. Last night you came calling softly with your whispering words that filled the longing, soft words that settled upon my bed like a blanket to sooth me. Last night, in the […]

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ONE SMALL STEP, A SHORT STORY

  I woke up to the sound of the bus bell, ringing out at the end of our block, signalling the first stop for the beach. Kids shrieked with laughter as they played catch in a neighbour’s yard and I heard Ma mumbling to herself as she twisted the knob back and forth on the […]

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A FISH CAUGHT ON THE CURVE OF THE MOON

  Love is a red Russian rose on the run, a bouquet to brush the blues from their burdens. Hope is his hand on her head in the night, taking flight as that blue bird darkens. But her moon was in Pisces and she was said to be expunged by her sensitive soul but in […]

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