Four friends walking on a narrow lane between stone walls beneath a crescent moon

A Memory from the Bóithrín

A Memory from the Bóithrín Introduction Some memories remain with us long after the details surrounding them have faded. Faces become indistinct, names slip away, and yet the events themselves can remain as clear as the day they happened. This poem grew from a real childhood experience, on a cold evening when a group of … Continue reading A Memory from the Bóithrín

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

Love Still Blooms

My last post was one that was by far more personal and meant a lot to myself, both to state something and lay on the line what I believe. But also But also that for once I was prepared to stand on that line to write of what I believe. BUT the fact remains that … Continue reading Love Still Blooms