Wooden weaving loom with textile on it near window with yarn basket

“The Unseen Thread”

Welcome back. Following my last post, I want to take you further into the world of 'The Weaver.' For me, this term is a gentle way to talk about the Creator of all things, linking the beauty of nature and our Irish heritage with a higher power. In other words that higher power is God, … Continue reading “The Unseen Thread”

Elderly woman standing barefoot near a wooden loom, viewing a blue and gold patterned rug hanging on the wall in a dimly lit workshop

Where Softly the Seasons Turn

Today’s poem uses a new term I’ve wanted to try for a while. My goal is to see if this stylistic experiment works or fails. Poets have often used special names for God or Nature. I wanted a term that fits my writing style. I need a guide for the reader, showing them who or … Continue reading Where Softly the Seasons Turn

Unbroken by Time

Today's Poem is taking a turn away from my experiments and working at learning what I can on Poetry. Instead is a Poem that I feel was in need of composing . Writing and learning how to compose a poem is therapy for me as a person and as a parent. Following a contact with … Continue reading Unbroken by Time

A solitary tree with glowing roots spreading across a surreal landscape under a ringed planet.

The Land That Knows Me

This has been a Poem that I have wanted to compose for the longest time. But also I have never revealed exactly where I grew up and still call home. Even though I now live in the town of Ballincollig on the outer limits of Cork city. I have eventually decided to reveal where I … Continue reading The Land That Knows Me