Miss Destiny

He looks up to the sky as a plane flies over Its engines roar as passes by another Dreaming he … Continue reading Miss Destiny

Dead Month

This month This darkest time These grey days and cold nights This hard time Where many struggle All is quiet … Continue reading Dead Month

Finbar O’Donal was a man indeed He could make anyone in him believe For a Beamish, even in fairies if … Continue reading Beamish Blues

It’s a cold January day as people walk on by Not noticing the lonely figure sitting in plain sight Who … Continue reading Forever Alone

The father reads the letter and cries Looks to the heavens with emotions high ‘Why,’ he says in a low … Continue reading Closure

Humble she is of late for shown great humility Also love from all sides some unexpectedly Her heart bursts with … Continue reading Humble

He’s changed these past few days Time he knows for many a change Before it’s far too late Finally he … Continue reading Walk Away

Like a tumbleweed she blows on by No-one sees her or hears her cry She just drifts from place to … Continue reading Like a Tumbleweed

He woke up early, his sleep having been disturbed by bad dreams. If truth be told he hadn’t slept properly … Continue reading Dead Words (A Short Story)

Who are you to criticise My life that you despise Who treat me like a rabid dog A part of … Continue reading Pot, Kettle, Black