See Yourself / Your Solace 🌼 (spoken word poetry)

Soul healing for those who feel misunderstood, out of place … holding a vision that is yet unsteady on its feet. ❤️ See Yourself Drop your burdens and let dawning light caress your face.You hold a vision that is yet unsteady on its feetamidst rushing lines of traffic,the clicks and taps of impassioned argument. You…

The Faery Feast (a poem)

They are coming, she said, So put the sugars out. Get the bread and jam And a cake – no, not the one that’s gone hard, But the good currant bun. Let them feast, son, For they will make merry tonight. Her son walked to the door But she said Wait. Come here, son: let…

Tribute to Brendan Kennelly: A Man of Warmth and Lyricism

Irish poet and author Brendan Kennelly – described by fellow writer Gabriel Fitzmaurice as a ‘poet of the people’ – passed away today. My fondest memory of Brendan was meeting him on the day of my graduation from Trinity College back in 2014. Less than an hour after the ceremony, my family and I encountered…

‘Bear With Us’ (a Poem)

This is dedicated to business owners all over the world, as current circumstances force them to close down, with no clear path ahead. This poem arose as a response to a recent writing prompt I saw, which was “bear“. The phrase “bear with us” came to mind immediately, and as the plight of small business…

‘Perhaps You Didn’t See it’ (a Poem and a Painting)

This poem and painting were featured in Just My Cup of Tea magazine recently, and it is an honour to share them both here today. â˜ï¸ðŸ¦… Perhaps you didn’t see it: How they flew above you And turned circles of hope – Their feathers traced out a pattern you once understood. Perhaps you didn’t hear it:…

‘Petals’ (a Poem)

The path was strewn with petals. Fading daylight Rested on your fingers Your chest Your eyes That would never again Behold the changing seasons: Never marvel at the spring buds That appear in warmer days, Or watch birds taking flight, Turning towards home As winter closes in. They reminded us: Love is never lost. The…

‘When You Return’ (a Poem)

Remember leaves underfoot:How they crackled and slidAbove displaced earthDuring the autumn of innocence. Remember the warmth of laughter:How it felt to rise to your feetIn a much-loved caféTo embrace an old friend. Remember the wisdom in your elders’ eyes:How their love lifted youIn every greeting exchanged,Every memory shared,Every clasp of their hand. Remember your days…

‘When the Ground Breathes’ (a Poem)

‘When the Ground Breathes’ is one of the poems I’ve been writing lately, as I work on my second anthology. I’ve been teasing out each poem in my mind, exploring exactly what I would like to say … and little by little, I’m starting to arrive at my destination. 😊 When the Ground Breathes Their…

‘As Peace Breathes Through Your Restless Mind…’ (a Poem)

This is the first draft of a poem I’m working on for my second anthology, which may be released in 2020 … or may be released in 2021, depending on how my year goes. 😁 Regardless, I hope you enjoy! Let the rigid heat of perfectionism Give way to your humanity. Let the masks fall…

‘Writers’ Companion’ (a Poem)

It’s been a while since I shared a poem on this blog, so I wanted to do that today. Writers’ Companion is inspired by coffee! I always do the stereotypical writerly thing of starting my mornings with a cup of coffee (it’s a meditative experience for me, in many ways). I found the lovely image…