Historias de Ferns

New Irish spiritual poetry.

Poems on various topics, a collection of my 'serious' works.

A man considered lucky by an unknowing, obtuse community carries a secret burden to the grave.

I watched the strange boy drinking the river water desperately. I had climbed on a crooked branch atop a leafy tree to look at him. He is directly under the branch I'm on. I observed his unusual features, his long dark hair was pulled back in a messy way atop his head and a strong jawline like the boys in the village. But his skin is light, unlike our dark skins. I peered closer over the branch to see if I can see his eyes. Then I heard it a 'crack' from the branch I'm on. Shit! Then a louder one. The boy looked up. Two eyes laced with panic met a pair of surprised ones. Deep emerald eyes like the forest on the island. Then the branch succumbed to gravity and well I fell. It's summer and Jake Aldridge's parents invite him to their new private island, much to his dislike... Little did he know he would meet a mysterious girl on their island.... Which he tries to find again... But there is more... the main reason he was invited on the island.... Will he ever find her back? Will he agree with the reason he was invited? Well there is only one way to know for sure, it is time to look beyond the ferns... .... Under editing cover by @sixty6ix #staysafe

Fernandinho's life could not possibly get worse. After her parents have been involved in a devastating car crash leaving her mum dead and her dad permanently brain damaged. But on the day she wants to break free, she is trapped in a war more terrifying than anything she has experienced.

Emily's parents disappeared when she was a baby. And ever since then she has been living in foster home after foster home. And none of the people were even thinking about adopting but one day she gets sent out to live in the country and it’s the first couple that actually are looking for someone to adopt. But there's only one problem. They don’t want to adopt someone like Emily. But when she arrived they promised her something. They would make sure her life ends up happy, even if its not with them.

Poetry is pictorial; these are my fruits.

"Save your time..." were the last words Mel's mother spoke. After hearing her mother died, her father left her, and lived with a new family and job. Mel lives with a foster family, who are interested in adopting her. She's mysterious, but popular and pretty, while loyal and kind.