Joy jumps heart to heart

Joy jumps heart to heart From heart to heart like a grasshopper. But all I need do is but hover over zenith green-tips of dew. All I need do' is but dance above His skies grey purlieu

No two people…

No two people are ever the same… By day or by night! Their tapers both fan the flame… The joy of their light! No two rivers run smooth or strait. The valley is ever winding…

How royally Avant-garde am I

Don’t tell me it isn’t so’ As if I needn’t wish or want to know...? There’s a peacock at the center of every pert peahens breast Who’ll pre-empt her unwillingness her body

Drowning (2)

25th January 2006. “Amie, don’t fucking run off,” Saskia caught her arm and pulled her round.

Susan (I.P.)

And there she was. Susan Anne In leaves. Born in a sickle moon Sun-rosy autumn child. In butterfly-blue Dance the sky dark, touch a star. She was Capable of anything; change your life

At The Darwin Day Dance

“Do you know what day it is today? Can anyone tell me?”, asked the science teacher, Mrs Winner, surveying her classroom of about 30 first year pupils.

Captain O'Neil

Captain O’Neil’s got a boat made of steel, He sails out from Cork every morning, She’s a very old boat, built in 1902, She could sink any day without warning.

Windy as a Morning Scent

Leftovers include a carpet of kelp like handfuls of moss hurled from the bay

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