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

Beamish Blues

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

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

And so it begins four days in A clear-out of negative shouts That crowd the head awake or bed Time … Continue reading And So It Begins

A winter sun burns cold but also warms his soul As he thinks on home from home His mind wanders … Continue reading Tapping the Tavern