Blowing Like A Leaf

See the man with hands deep in his pockets Walking along against the wind, Has he lost it? For he … Continue reading Blowing Like A Leaf

Dawn’s First Light

The Trident Hotel in my beloved Kinsale set me a challenge to write a poem to match the picture below. … Continue reading Dawn’s First Light

You realise that you are alone When no one is at the end of the phone All are now sadly … Continue reading Tears of a Song Unsung

The sun beats down on a quiet beach As gulls call and the sea does beseech A lone woman and … Continue reading Sail Away