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
Tag: Creative Writing in poetry
Where Words Wait
Introduction to Where Words Wait Some days the pen feels heavy, the mind crowded, and every line you try to force just slips away like dust on a breeze. This poem comes from one of these days – from stepping out instead, onto the sun-warmed lanes that you know, and learning what the land has … Continue reading Where Words Wait
The Road Never Forgets
Introduction: About This Poem There are stories we carry for a lifetime, then lose to the fading of memory – names, dates, the exact turn of a phrase. But the land does not forget. It holds every tyre-mark, every footstep, every mile travelled with someone you love. This poem walks the roads that a couple … Continue reading The Road Never Forgets
An Grá Geal
An Grá Geal (The Bright Love / The True Beloved) Introduction: An Grá Geal Or (The Bright Love / The True Beloved) is written in the ancient tradition of Personifying the land as a beloved – a custom deep in Irish poetry, where Éire, Banba and Fódhla ( names of ancient Gaelic goddesses who have … Continue reading An Grá Geal
The Line Unbroken
Introduction: In every place, there is a thread that runs through time – one that connects those who came before, those who live now, and those who will follow. In Charleville (County Cork), that thread is woven from the land, the river, and the words that survived even when speaking them was dangerous. This Poem … Continue reading The Line Unbroken
Where My Steps First Began.
I was born on one edge of Charleville and grew up at the southern end of Holy Cross, in Kennedy place. A place that never felt like somewhere I just lived at, but the only true home, I have ever known. This Poem follows the little hill that was like the boundary of Kennedy Place … Continue reading Where My Steps First Began.
Between Hedge and Sky
When reading and studying works of Thomas Kinsella ( a Great Irish Poet) , I was curious and amazed at his use of a bird to shift between style of poetry. In Kinsella's Poetry he shifted from a strict Rhyming Style into a different style that best reflected his views and flow in poetry. This … Continue reading Between Hedge and Sky
The Cliff Walk Collection
A couple of days ago, I published a poem that is in fact part one of a three part collection of poems. The Cliff walk Collection is what I have called this series of poetry. I decided to publish all three together now , becase they all fit so well together and read not as … Continue reading The Cliff Walk Collection
The Wall and the Water
Earlier in the week, the first of a series of three poems. At the Edge of Earth and Ocean was the first of the three poems. The Southern Pulse was the second Poem of this series. and this poem is the third and follows below. Each Poem is composed in different styles and each style … Continue reading The Wall and the Water
At the Edge of Earth and Ocean
Greetings all, Following weeks of exploring my trek through Celtic Folklore, I have decided to end any further move into folklore for poetry at this point in time. Having laid all that aside, Today's Poem has a special treat (for me mostly so.) I am composing a poem that struck me on a recent day … Continue reading At the Edge of Earth and Ocean