Returning to the sea always makes one whole. As I steep one more in the same saline that has bathed me since my emergence in womb, I recall my journey…
Hard wind on the turn at Cappaghmore. You drive on, on the cusp of light, along the old road past Mortyclough. To think it’s taken me a lifetime to cool…
The library is where I was born, decades ago. I have lived here ever since. I move about among the shelves crammed with books, from thought to thought. I love…
Were you looking for long? You can always find me Where? Oh you can find me where the blues meet. Look into the sifting clouds And follow their path You…
Casually Without importance Into this world arrive Without splitting Or choosing As if the breeze should steal Into the garden without a flutter Of leaves Arrive unannounced and leave Just…