A constant decadent veil of darkness clouds up her eyes. Deep trenches, dug from anger and fear, sit in silent pride. Every hollow and crevice, the marker of endless rage held inside Embedded and rigid, the scars of inner war, she can’t hide. All she sees now is the damage, that she caused and has …
Bernadette drove to work for 5am every Saturday and Sunday morning. A red magic tree swung back and forth like a pendulum on the rear-view mirror of her car. She could see it out of the corner of her eye as she drove. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat as nausea overcame her. ‘I am …
by John Anthony Walter paused before the photographs that adorned his hallway, wondering why this portrait of his daughters would sometimes catch his eye, as if becoming alive for a moment to say hello or give him a wave. An imperceptible smile crossed his lips and his eyes softened as the sound of his children’s giggling laughter flooded his memory. He became aware of his beating heart. Perhaps one …
by MC The dances and joyous sounds of the day have changed. The rain falls, beginning still and sudden, Its core gets closer and brings heavy falls now, heavy and fast. It has arrived and yet much remains unanswered. Was it apparent that this was coming? The temperatures had dropped and set the stage for what was to be. Its cunning – only realised in hindsight, The drops …
by John Anthony The time it took for urban sprawl and populations to expand And children once so little to succeed Has seen within, thoughts unwritten, winning garlands Bright in dreamland As caution tramples down the flowering seed. I lie unearthed and naked, each test refrain Standing petrified in fear, may God reveal, Mid omnipotence …
by M.C. You are disconnected You stand with arms outstretched reaching out, tears falling down your face, But you can only turn away, feeling alone. You attempt a smile, heart light should shine out through your chest, But it remains burrowed deep and out of view. Words flow from your mouth and others laugh, But …
In February of 2019 the MV Alta took shelter in Ballina bay, and stayed there for three days. Nobody is sure where it had come from, or where it went. There can be doubt it was there though, because one of its crew brought a story ashore. ‘Hey’, came the voice from the shadows. ‘…Hey, …
My God, This throbbing life is my inheritance. What pastures lie beyond This plight of ignorance? A wrinkled old man’s face may cast a glance And regret the smooth complexion of romance. Those seedless thoughts the richest soil lay waste. It is life’s recoil, winter deep. Leaves brown, down tumble Brittle trinkets of decay, Whirled …
Chapter 1 A day in the Life The previous evening’s rain had cleared and the morning air was cold and still. Anthony stood on the beach, alone as far as he was aware. Looking towards the sky he could still discern the shimmering stars through the dim light of a winter’s dawn. He had …
Fearfully I call on Christ to aid me. Each prayerful syllable An echoed word resounds Around the caverns of thought. Were it not for language Where do you reside? I could not call you Lord, Know name or place in time or space. Can I know you? What would I see? If in the void …