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A Morning at Patrick’s

Morning time. Four men sit at a table under the arches of sprawling leaf covered branches, accompanied by a sole woman. Raucous roars reverberate, bouncing off the metal panelled fence. Voices rise and fall as hands makes gestures with enthusiastic vigour. Pauses of silence are occasional. Less often, a wave …

Dissolve (A Poem)

  White-Grey clouds meld, Across the vast sky. Raindrops crawl down the window pane, Seeping into the brick sill. Pastel pink and green pattern, Woven into a blanket. Soothing warmth, Drawn to the shoulders. A stack of books and latest release, Beckon attention. Steam rises from a cup, Warm meets …

Little Wren (Poem)

Sitting on a fence post, dainty as a fairy. Long tail high in the air, flitting this way and that. Always alert, at the ready, trusting in the wing. Admirers watch from afar, listening to your chirpy ‘tsst’ and chit. Wondering how your spindly legs, support your puffball body. Your …

Lost

Lost She walked away Out of sight He was left alone She stepped into the shadows Obscured by darkness He did not follow She took a path Rocky and undulating He could not see her She climbed a cliff face Bare knuckled grip He turned backwards She fell far Contorted …

Calling for Kindness

Kindness – the quality of being friendly, generous, and considerate There is a saying – “If you can be anything, be kind.” It is a good way to aspire to lead your life; from a place of kindness. In recent days and weeks, I have witnessed the opposite. The behaviours …