‘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…

‘Quiet in the Garden’ (a Poem)

I’m continuing to compose little poems that may end up in my second anthology! This is my latest effort. 😊 Quiet in the Garden It’s quiet in the garden Where we first met Where you spun those tales of mystery I remember How you spoke of things I could never comprehend How your stories made…

‘You Linger – Still’ (a Poem)

I am continuing to compose short poems that may or may not appear in my second anthology, and I am enjoying every second of it, regardless of what form these poems will eventually take! Here is a draft called ‘You Linger – Still.’ ❀️ You linger – still –In the half-forgotten worldOf memory, myth-making, magic….

‘As Peace Breathes Through Your Restless Mind…’ (a Poem)

This is the first draft of a poem I’m working on for my second anthology, which may be released in 2020 … or may be released in 2021, depending on how my year goes. 😁 Regardless, I hope you enjoy! Let the rigid heat of perfectionism Give way to your humanity. Let the masks fall…

‘Where You Breathe’ (a Poem)

They are fragile: Delicate as a freshly spun web, But with the might to carry legions. They linger in morning light A cooling mist The first drops of rain When drought has struck. They have beaten against your brow For too long: These treasures hidden From prying eyes From ceaseless sorrow From those who could…

‘Horses’ (a poem from my anthology)

Lately, I’ve found myself thinking a lot about ‘Horses’, a poem I wrote for my anthology, The Light Touch of Liberty.Β  The poem is essentially about my memories of Atlantis in its later, rapidly descending stages. When I recently saw a beautiful, illuminated sculpture of a unicorn at the Wonderlights event in Palmerstown Estate, Co….

‘Writers’ Companion’ (a Poem)

It’s been a while since I shared a poem on this blog, so I wanted to do that today. Writers’ Companion is inspired by coffee! I always do the stereotypical writerly thing of starting my mornings with a cup of coffee (it’s a meditative experience for me, in many ways). I found the lovely image…

‘The Oxen’ (a Poem)

In factories Secluded from the lights Of your civilisation (Cold walls, Screeching steel) We stand and wait. Comfort is found In scraps of peace: The lightest pressure Of breath against skin, A wet nose, A slow blink Of thick-lidded eyes. In factories Shielded from the glories Of your progress (Hoarse voices, Electric jolts) We stagger…

Poetry Day Ireland: Three Poems That Inspire Me

Today (Thursday May 2nd) is Poetry Day Ireland! The craft of poetry means a lot to me, so I wanted to celebrate this day by highlighting three poems that speak very deeply to my heart. ❀️ The amazing Pulitzer-Prize-winning poet Mary Oliver passed away in January of this year. Her powerful poem The Journey means…

For Lyra

On the evening of Thursday April 18th, a 29-year-old journalist and writer named Lyra McKee was shot by republican dissidents during a riot that took place in Derry. A few days later, I saw people carrying rainbow flags and slogans of love through Dublin city centre, honouring her memory. Yesterday was Lesbian Visibility Day, and…