THE LOST GIRLS It was an annual ritual in the school. Sometime after Easter the Year Head had to organise a day out for his

  I watched and listened to a special classical music concert on September 2nd live streamed from Kylemore Abbey.   It was streamed globally by the

Air, Earth, Fire, Water, Friends are a truer list of life’s essential elements.   Our family Earths us while our friends give us Air.   Leaving home

Sitting With Baskets Once, in the early sixties, after a loud drive in second gear along a bumpy track tacked between thick trunks, Fedora Father

  “He saved string, scrap wood, old screws, nuts and bolts, jam jars, coffee cans, cigar boxes, orange crates. He threw nothing away … He

It’s late August, the sun is relentless, searing heat ,energy-sapping, becoming intolerable for this writer. In the middle of a ten acre field, my task

The lilac outside our bedroom window is in bloom. The fragrance from the light purple or lilac, cone shaped panicles bring me back to my

I stroll nonchantly by on my evening walking ritual.  They barely notice me with bowed heads sharing their secrets with the birds of how they

Telstar and the Lunatic   I was fortunate to be a teenager in the 1960’s. It was a time of great change and optimism, even

Something In The Way They Move   A man’s shoulder swagger and the sway of a woman’s hips may be seen as an attraction in

A MOON LOVER   Have a kind thought for the moon lover who adheres to ancient Greek mythology and describes herself as a Selenophile, after

  What time is it?   We have family and friends living around the world and it’s a job to keep track of what time

As the afternoon was very close i.e. uncomfortably warm, I took a break from the strenuous back-breaking work in the bog that had occupied my

  And now the Irish are ashamed To see themselves in one year tamed So much one man can do That does both act and

It happened a long time ago. We were unhappy, my fellow teachers and I. We felt we were not appreciated. There we were slaving away

Climate Change is not my problem. Or is it ?   When I began to think about the statement ‘Climate change is not my problem’,

SUCH A LONG JOURNEY   I remember it all so clearly, the day they arrived in Galway city – disoriented, frightened and looking totally bewildered

The sun’s path has started to drift north of the equator and people are thinking about the joys of Spring and Summer.   After we have

My Journey started six days ago. It was to a place called “The Spring Clean” and was long overdue. I paid for it with “elbow

I wrote this poem twenty years ago, in another life.   Addiction happens when we cannot deal With the way we feel. And we seek