I am a poet and writer from Dublin, Ireland
A graduate of UCD Dublin (BA hons) and a postgrad in Advertising and Media Studies I have been enslaved in a variety of jobs including Advertising, publishing and finally, I now run the family music business Charles
+ more bio informationWhen the aliens invade, or the mad scientists working on a doomsday machine finally manage to tip the world off its axis and send us all plummeting into the sun, and they start herding the great and the good onto spaceships to start mankind's journey into the stars along with the Engineers and the physicists and the world lea... More..
Time Shares Do not fear me, I am not the enemy; do not scorn me, I am not your foe. Yes, I have touched you - left my caress upon your cheek; but these are marks of richness wealth untold in the currency of Life. Yes I have taken, but only guady trinkets; baubles of youth, worth but a passing smile. I have given more in retu... More..
Slight rustle of paper, light, barely broken in the east; feet bare - on carpet, soft hushed giggles, muffled down the stairs, breath held Did he come? stockings full. Under ancient crib, grandmother's own Shepherds smile, angels hover over a pile, a treasure trove, gilt and colour, ribbon wrapped. Smells - food, perfume, tre... More..
The ability to have a healthy romantic relationship can elude many of us, not because we are unlovable or unattractive but because we simply do not know how it should be done. We have learned neither how to behave towards others nor what behaviour we should expect in return. Our lessons in relationships have been gleaned from... More..
The use of the Christian construct "BC" or "AD" to denote periods in time has two inherent problems; It is neither accurate nor politic. Its inaccuracy stems from several factors, notably that it purports to measure time from a specific date - the year of birth of the Christian god-figure, Jesus Christ. Of course no actual d... More..
You see black.I see a spectrum of invisibility;the myriad shades of the dark rainbowlike the spread of raven's wing,under the yellow mellowness of an Autumn Moon.You see rain.I see diamonds of potential, crashing;soft tears of heaven salty with life -worlds contained within, the moment of creationplummeting toward earth to bu... More..
There is no country on earth that has managed to gain a reputation for fun like my country, Ireland - and we even have our own word for it!The Irish for fun is craic (pronounced "crack") and a popular way of wishing someone a good time is to wish them "Ceoil Caint agus Craic" - music, conversation and fun. In traditional Iris... More..
In Dublin streets, the gutters are rivers.Dark skies and slate grey roofs walking hand in hand past city parks,umbrellas useless in the wind. We're already wet, he says, smiling.This is his excuse, to grab my arm and roaring,make a lurching charge.Too late to stop, too full of laughter;splashing, flailing, stomping after.Love... More..
We who are about to sing.... In a way there has always been Karaoke, at least in spirit; I grew up with the great tradition of late night sing-song sessions. At some point in every evening a lone voice would strike up a classic song (anything from Molly Malone to American Pie) and for an hour or so the assembled company wou... More..
Encounter Light and dark at playacross the dappled waterI hear the frost breakunderfoot, like glass Horned and hooved, pawingat the frozen ground, antlered.Lowering crown, challenging, playfully I think. A forest Pan. Breath suspended in tendrils onicy air; we stare transfixed. Reluctantly, you turn from merelinquish me, to ... More..
Geraldine Moorkens Byrne
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