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

Person standing on rocky coastal cliff overlooking turbulent ocean at sunset

The Southern Pulse

At the start of this week, I composed a series of three Poems from out of One scenery, one place that never ceases to provide me peace of mind. But from out of this place not one poem but three, each poem bringing a different style. The first Poem of this series, was published on … Continue reading The Southern Pulse

Person wearing a hooded cloak sitting by a small stream surrounded by trees at dusk

The Watcher of the Old Blood

In today's Post, I am returning to the recent series that retells folklore in Poetry form. This also helps me to move between Poetry forms and styles. Following a little break away from the series of poems that carried us on a journey and helped me as a poet to explore my own writing style … Continue reading The Watcher of the Old Blood

Seven glowing transparent figures holding hands in a circle on a grassy field at dusk.

Embodiments of Virtues

Following the last number of poems which were a part of a series of poetry that explored Celtic or Irish Folklore, it was time to switch things up and compopse a poem for folks. But this poem is a move back to the stricter format. But yet there is a difference. I have created this … Continue reading Embodiments of Virtues

Forest trail surrounded by green trees and blooming bluebell flowers in misty conditions

Steps to the Spring

There are times when I complete a poem and think, "what do I say about this for readers could go on this journey?". But on this occasion, there was only one word I could say.. Nothing!! This is the 4th in the series of poems that carried me on a journey of self discovery as … Continue reading Steps to the Spring

Lit fireplace next to wooden table with comb, cup, and journal by open window at dusk

The Silver Comb

Greetings, For today's poem we continue on the journey we began last week. If you're travelling with me still, I am truly grateful. If you are joining me for the first time, you are just as welcome, every step along this path has it's own story and it's own magic. As I mentioned before, this … Continue reading The Silver Comb

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

Intricate golden strands of light weaving over a swirling blue and gold background.

Where the Quiet Is Woven

During the past couple of weeks I composed a 2 part series of poems looking at a Love both from the normal aspect of looking at this love and all that entails. Then the second part of looking from the other side, It was meant to look inwards at what that love was doing to … Continue reading Where the Quiet Is Woven

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

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”