Poetry Dark Room by Ciaran Burke Dark Room by Ciaran Burke The dark room, light fledwhen I clicked the switch,unheard noises fill the space,creak of wood, gurgles in pipes.Waiting.. Lying... breathing...I start to fall, the slow drift.Click!The light inside that wont turn off.Flip to the back, open lidsdarkness fadesnoises they whisper,thoughts start to shout.Plans for tomorrow, fears from the past,what if ? I should have, I wish...The ticking of the travel clock,from Castlebar, a decade back.A.A. Power the teasing rhythm.You. Will. Not. Sleep.You. Will. Not. Sleep.- Ciaran Burke Share this:TweetShare on TumblrPocketTelegramWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
Travel Companion The journey’s end and returning to the startaduly child, visit to the parent of pastthe mother, the future dependentevery mile, regressing a […] Share this:TweetShare on TumblrPocketTelegramWhatsApp
Refugee Bloodlines, borders, beliefs Bloodshed, bullets, bombs. Bleeding, buildings burning Beloved, brothers bludgeoned. Be for living, be for giving Be generous, be forgiving. No […]
Momentary Moods Scanned Monotype prints on paper Share this:TweetShare on TumblrPocketTelegramWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
Emergency Department – video Recorded while waiting at Emergency Department at Naas hospital, Sunday 16th 2018. Doctors and nursing staff were great as they always are, but […]
