"I'm tired of all these small talks, come close, pull me into a whisper, and tell me about all the things that keep you awake at 3am in the morning."

this is a collection of my poems hope you enjoy them

A collection of poems from romance to just thoughtful moments. Posting as and when a poem is ready for public reading.

Here my father, born in 1900, reminisces on people and the funeral trade in Belfast during his own and his father's time.

Recollections from earlier years of family and friends; and of some observed events, mainly in a troubled Northern Ireland.

This is a collection in which I choose a poem I like, not necessarily a representative one, and add a short biography of the poet

This is intended as a further collection, in no particular order, of the short poems that I have liked. Their truth is in their beauty, if not always in their sense or sentiment. For those who dip into it, I am hoping with this personal anthology to convey something of the pleasure poetry has for so long given me. Like all anthologies, it is best for sampling from time to time rather than reading exhaustively.

Our hearts are brave as fire, minds gentle as earth, dreams are fluid as water, and our souls are as free as the wind. (Poetry and Prose) #2 of the end-live-begin trilogy.

Bite sized oysters of fun with an occasional pearl of wisdom. Some were written to amuse my grandchildren or young friends; some just to amuse me!