Tribute to Brendan Kennelly: A Man of Warmth and Lyricism

Irish poet and author Brendan Kennelly – described by fellow writer Gabriel Fitzmaurice as a ‘poet of the people’ – passed away today. My fondest memory of Brendan was meeting him on the day of my graduation from Trinity College back in 2014. Less than an hour after the ceremony, my family and I encountered…

‘Walking Away’ – 100 Words for 100 Days: A Writing Challenge

I’m back on the Internet, after a long hiatus! And I’ve set myself a challenge: to write at least 100 words a day. I’m breaking down my writing aspirations into a small, achievable goal that doesn’t seem too intimidating (though I do intend to sign up for #NaNoWriMo in November, which is always an intense…

An Extract from My Latest #NaNoWriMo Project

This project is one that I’m holding close to my heart, for now. I would prefer not to say too much about it until the details of it are more clear to me, but I would love to use #NaNoWriMo as a way of gaining that clarity! This is an extract from the material I’ve…

‘Jim’ – Spoken Word Art

Recently, I’ve begun to experiment with sharing my poetry in video format, combining the words with images and music to bring the stories to life. My first effort, ‘Jim,’ is below. ❤️

‘Petals’ (a Poem)

The path was strewn with petals. Fading daylight Rested on your fingers Your chest Your eyes That would never again Behold the changing seasons: Never marvel at the spring buds That appear in warmer days, Or watch birds taking flight, Turning towards home As winter closes in. They reminded us: Love is never lost. The…

‘Fall Away’ (a Poem)

Step back Into dreams That have fallen away. Those hopes that held your heart Are calling again: Louder now, A piercing note that cuts through the din.

‘You Are Still Here’ (a Poem)

Above the screeching vortex of argument, Songs still shimmer: Heard faintly, through muffling clouds Yet bolder by the day. You still know the horizon. Quiet words of kindness Hum through the restless din. Children call out friends’ names Run through the streets with dogs in tow: The soft pat of paws against stone. And you…

‘The Way You Were’ (a Poem)

There is a promise in her eyes: A word you heard long ago, perhaps, On your night of yearning and tenderness When hope bloomed before your feet And held its breath in the air above.

‘When You Return’ (a Poem)

Remember leaves underfoot: How they crackled and slid Above displaced earth During the autumn of innocence. Remember the warmth of laughter: How it felt to rise to your feet In a much-loved café To embrace an old friend. Remember the wisdom in your elders’ eyes: How their love lifted you In every greeting exchanged, Every…

‘When the Ground Breathes’ (a Poem)

‘When the Ground Breathes’ is one of the poems I’ve been writing lately, as I work on my second anthology. I’ve been teasing out each poem in my mind, exploring exactly what I would like to say … and little by little, I’m starting to arrive at my destination. 😊 When the Ground Breathes Their…