Before folks read any of my posts, I ask that you become aware of a few little issues / details. Up to this point these have been placed at the bottom of each post I have made in recent months. But I thought it to be a little more tidy and also more visable to … Continue reading Information & Contact
I've had a number of requests for archives, but due to my current Theme style I cannot add archives to menu system on top. Therefore until I find a new theme that is more suitable and easier to navigate, here is a quick outline on how to find archives on this blog. From the homescreen … Continue reading How to find Archives
Introduction to An Bóithrín An Bóithrín began as a quiet challenge: to find poetry in one small, overlooked thing lying half hidden on an old path — something worn, ordinary, full of unwritten stories. What grew from that is not rhymed or formal — it chose free verse because this kind of landscape does not … Continue reading An Bóithrín
Introduction to The House That Remembers Some places do not forget. They hold the light of hands that tended flowers, the warmth of fires that burned long into winter evenings, the quiet stories of those who once called them home – even when the doors stand open, and the people have long since gone. This … Continue reading The House That Remembers
Personal Note: There are a few occasions throughout each year, that what we call ‘the Veil’ grows thin. This is in regards to Irish folklore and this is a veil between the land of what we see and that which we cannot see. For when that grows thin, activity of the supernatural becomes much more … Continue reading When the Veil Grows Soft
Introduction To The Place That No Longer Exists: There are places the eye passes without seeing. A hollow beneath the grass, a broken line beneath the thorn, a patch of ground where nothing appears to remain. The walker moves on, following no path in particular, while the land keeps quietly what once belonged there. A … Continue reading The Place That No Longer Exists
Introduction to The Last Lantern There are places that hold time like Dust — quiet corners, stone sheds tucked at field edges, where the world slows and softens, and the past lingers, not as a shout, but a hush. This poem walks gently into one such place; an old shed, weathered by rain and years, … Continue reading The Last Lantern
About Crosbhóthar na gCuimhní: Some places hold more than roads – they hold lives. This poem began not in a book, nor in a story told by one person, but in the quiet heart of a crossroads in North County Cork – where four roads meet, where four parishes touch,where once a little house and … Continue reading Crosbhóthar na gCuimhní
Introduction to An Eochair Sometimes the most meaningful things are not the ones that call out loudest – they are the ones half-hidden in mud and dust, waiting for someone to stop, kneel down, and look closely. This poem grew from such a moment: finding an old, rusted key lying where the ruts meet the … Continue reading An Eochair
Introduction for Where First Love waits: There are some roads that never truly close behind us – quiet boreens we walked long ago, where the grass still holds the impression of our steps, and sunlight still falls just so on hawthorn and hedge. This poem began in one such place:a summer when I was a … Continue reading Where First Love Waits
Introduction to Keeper of Rún Walk an old country road in Ireland, and you will meet them: gates patched and pieced together with twisted wire, rough timber and rusted iron – mended not for show, but because they matter. They have stood through storm and sunshine, leaned on by cattle, climbed by children, held open … Continue reading Keeper of Rún
Some trees are more than wood and leaves - they are guardians, standing long after the walls built around them have crumbled to moss. This ancient yew grows at the very heart of Muckross Abbey’s cloister, its roots tangled in centuries of prayer, and silence. Ancient Yew Tree that has grown in that spot from … Continue reading The Yew of Muckross
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