Landing Mackerel on the Pier Head at Portmagee

A feathered five from fathoms deep distills a shower of broken pearls
Cherry

Maille, France, and hanging baskets.

My tears feel too easy, it was their pain I found hard to bear, listening to the radio And chopping onions.
Cherry

Sheet

Inspired by the work of H. Craig Hanna
Cherry

on the roof

"Suicide!" proclaimed an animated Little Rawlings, arms extended to his either side like a pyjama-clad Christ of the industrial roofways.

The Gateway - Chapter X: Graveyard In Shadow

John meets Susan in the graveyard and sets off to see Mary. Felicity and Peter explore the mansion on Dark Moor.

The Brave

A beaded rattle burns in rivers across his chest, fluid lines that stretch and roll towards the colour of the sky, while the desperate drilling sound of ancient oil wealth,

Writer's Block

A poem about a writer's worst fear.

For those people that killed me!

I don’t give a shit about your problems Cause you don’t care about mines I’m dying inside while you’re living the life To see me as nothing because I’m invisible to you

Morphine To Adrenalin

What is this feeling? This feeling I feel The pain has left me How could this be? The freedom I wished for Is finally here Thanks to the people I thought never cared

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