Tag: The Good folk

Winding rural lane between moss-covered stone walls at sunset

When the Veil Grows Soft

by Pat Fitzgerald, posted in Poetry

Personal Note: There are a few occasions throughout each year, that what we call ‘the Veil’ grows thin. This is in regards to Irish folklore and this is a veil between the land of what we see and that which we cannot see. For when that grows thin, activity of the supernatural becomes much more … Continue reading When the Veil Grows Soft

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

Hollow Hill

by Pat Fitzgerald, posted in Poetry

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