Photography, Poetry and Art Projects by Ciaran Burke



Brick and mortar, rough reality beneath the smooth render of a public face.

The first crack, goes unnoticed. The lines deepen, spreading the fear.

Crumbling, neglected, weathered and helpless.

The smooth facade breaks and a hidden structure of an existence revealed.

A hole to a reality is opened, the anguish of a secret exposed in jagged truth, for those who choose to see.

The deception crumbles, light hurts the blinded eyes, destroying the comfort of darkness, a place for a seed to grow.

– Ciaran Burke

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