September’s sunset, Smoulders low, Sinking behind horizons. Scarlet streaks, Claw evening skies, Bleeding beams of glowing gold. Hazy...

This short piece was inspired by an 'Everyday' theme following a writing prompt with Shop Irish Writers, Facebook Group. It is just one...

This poem was written after a fun day in the garden blowing bubbles. Each puff brought new bubbles of opportunity, hopes and dreams. I...