The Voice of Language

Today's Poem started and in a big way begun life as an exercise of using random words and phrases together in a poem. But it quickly sprung into something that was deep within my heart and mind in recent times. That of language (in this case it is the Irish Language which is one of … Continue reading The Voice of Language

The Sea Of Creativity

Todays Poem is a short Poem and is a Little bit shorter than I would normally have a poem. For today's Poem Is about Creativity, or in the Poem its called "The Sea OF Creativity" and a Call for people to take a step outside of the comfort zone and swim in the sea of … Continue reading The Sea Of Creativity

The Fading Forest

In recent months I have had chance to spend time with someone who had begun to display signs of Dementia. This has been both enriching, and eye opening all in one, yet it has become a chance to spend quality time with one, who I viewed as strong in mind and body and full of … Continue reading The Fading Forest

Yet Another Elfchen Exercise

In recent times I have been using Elfchens as an exercise and a means of playing about with words or ideas for future Poetic ideas. Also as a means to test out a few ideas along the way and publish them here on this Blog in the process. To me it helps me test out … Continue reading Yet Another Elfchen Exercise

The Golden Age

In todays poem I was again set to compose on a set topic at heart, that was an area I spent my early childhood and began my first days at school. But I became distracted by something and went back to the task at hand to compose, BUT the topic changed, yet different to what … Continue reading The Golden Age

Eager Roads

On a day lost in deep thought, I came upon a young fellow across a busy road, shouting Insults and disgusting taunts. Being half deaf and having what he said silenced in part by passing traffic, I eventually continued to walk away. Yet This Post contains a Poem that flowed from that event! What It … Continue reading Eager Roads

My Call

Spending this early spring day, pondering on topics for poetry, I wrote and then saved for future writings Until I fouund something that settled on my mind easier than most. That was taking a lone walk along a mountain trail on a late winters morning. Made totally out of imagination, I found myself visualising almost … Continue reading My Call