This morning I woke to a few flakes of snow, a sore throat, & a poem in my head. I did not dream it, it was just there, an incredible gift.

A teenage angst poetry challenge by Sarah Brentyn. I genuinely wrote this when I was a teenager... oh dear!

A poem for Samhain, about a witch looking back at her life, and what became of her sisters.

A Samhain poem about the Goddess, Tlachtga and her three sons born of rape, and their desire to avenge the wrong committed upon their mother

A poem about bored tourists being frog-marched by harried guides around ancient sites and bombarded with facts that fall on deaf ears.

A poem about the festivities of the Bealtaine celebration in ancient Ireland. Bealtaine represented the beginning of summer.

A poem about deep mid-winter, and the soft, silent fall of snow.

A poem about the pain of losing a child.

A poem about a dying man on a battlefield watching a crow that is waiting for him to die.

A poem about the extraordinary devotion which leads men to build monuments to God, only for them to crumble pointlessly away into nothing.