Scribbles from me to you

My poetry & prose



Lá Bealtaine

Breathe in the warmth in the air Feel the happiness seeping in Walk through a doorway with no door Into a magical, liminal woodland Where fern and lichen and moss enchant And a forest ensnares the senses As blackbirds sing... Continue Reading →


To Ireland To home To our own native land To the mountains and rivers To the forests and streams To the lakes and fields To the towns and waters That round our island jewel ring To Éire Sláinte!

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