Poetry The Black Wall by Ciaran Burke The walls have eyesembedded in the grainby their arboreal pastcooncentric creation of years.Blackened boards, tarred preservationembued with dark angel mystiqueabsorbing the esseence of others’ livesthe animal kingdom of human kinds.Monument to the carpenteradorned by work of smithlocked doors covet the emptinessuntility no longer them reason.Life from the earthfrays at the contactcoating the surfacewith a verdant buff.Remnant holes, vacated evidenceof hungry maggotSilf threads, arachnid trapsdecorations of deathThe walls absorb our thoughtsas we project to them our fantasyBlack holes invite our curiositywe dare to ponder what they hide.-Ciaran BurkeShare this:TweetShare on TumblrPocketTelegram
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 […]
Feed the King Clean sharp linesthe glowing displaycolourful temptationpromising instant satisfaction.Served in a bunchicken or beefsingle serving condimentspresented on a plastic tray.Minimum wages workedfor maximum […] Share this:TweetShare on TumblrPocketTelegramLike this:Like Loading...
Monochrome Today I painted my hours with shades of greya palette of monotone between black and whitebrush strokes on the textured canvas felt […]