Sherkin Island is all a flutter
It’s raining Haiku Sherkin’s lanes awash with words Little drops of joy by Patsy Atkinson, Light Between Seasons – A year of Haiku poetry from Sherkin Island Sherkin Island is all a flutter…with… Continue reading
It’s raining Haiku Sherkin’s lanes awash with words Little drops of joy by Patsy Atkinson, Light Between Seasons – A year of Haiku poetry from Sherkin Island Sherkin Island is all a flutter…with… Continue reading
Slender crescent moon Meets bright Venus in the west Love over Cape Clear
My personal reflection on how one tree captured my interest, respect and love has appeared in the Irish Examiner. This tree has been part of my daily walks for the past sixteen years.… Continue reading
A city dweller Honeysuckled by nature Sherkin’s lanes await Haiku by Patsy Atkinson I was on the national airwaves this morning, chatting to Damien O’ Reilly on RTE’s Countrywide programme about a beautiful… Continue reading
The Silence The words of many, inspired by the haunting images of Rob O’ Connor, taken on one night in Cork City during lockdown. I’m feeling honoured to have my three Haikus included… Continue reading
Seasonal remnant, Pale and filigreed by time – Summer’s lasting gift. Like this faded hydrangea bloom, I am so last summer. It’s been a while, hasn’t it? There’s lots to report, including… Continue reading
Sweet caterpillar, snugly curled in camouflage – mint humbug anyone?
An ambulance came like a banshee in the night – no time for packing. Dank sheets hold secrets quietly biding her return – ransacked life unfolds. Echoing laughter, cold embers, warm memories – no more welcome home.… Continue reading