Ancient stone circle with carved stones on grassy hill at sunrise

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

Children sitting on logs and benches while an elderly man reads to them outdoors in a forest clearing

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

Ruins of an old stone Celtic church surrounded by multiple gravestones under a dark cloudy sky

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.

Small bird flying over green bushes along a foggy dirt path

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

Sunset illuminating rocky cliffs and ocean waves crashing below

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

Winding stone pathway along rugged cliffside with large ocean waves crashing below

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

Coastal cliffs with waves crashing and a person standing near the edge at sunset

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

Open door of a stone cottage at dusk with warm interior lights and flowers outside

Between The Lights

In considering methods and what it would take for me to put today's Poem together. In itself eventually took me on a journey of its own that will reveal to be what is a departure from my usual style of writing. This is because some tales within a poem dictates its own style. Therefore for … Continue reading Between The Lights

Coastal village with green fields, houses, harbor, and low-hanging mist over mountain

Hollow Hill

For today's Poem, I have the great honour of both introducing, and displaying something that I have yearned to do for the longest time and also had dreamed of for so many years. But I believed doing this to any form that would do it justice. This Poem will be the first in a series … Continue reading Hollow Hill

Group of people sitting around a campfire by a calm lake at night .

A Question of Flame

Todays Post should be read together with "In Wonder of Thee"which was posted here on this blog last week. To read or refresh yourselves with that poem please follow the link, or open the post from last week with that title "In Wonder of Thee". Two Sides of The Same Flame Love is rarely just … Continue reading A Question of Flame