Tuesday
The 1 Foot SQ in the Clinton Centre in Enniskillen was on the 4th of Dec to the 21st of Dec 09
A photo taken of me beside my work the top picture is called Litter.
The bottom picture is called Moving On. Click above my photo on the 1 foot SQ which will take you to more of my work.
Thursday
Wednesday
Fermanagh Miscellany 2009,book launch, Enniskillen Library
The Fermanagh Authors’ Association launched our third anthology,
Diane is Sitting in the middle of the photo, Click on the Title above to go to Diane's Write up
A part of my story that is published in the 2009 Fermanagh Miscellany
I stood alone as I waved goodbye, well not really but it felt that way. Tears flowed one by one sliding down my cheek, dripping down my neck. I felt my face getting warmer as a selfish anger began to rise within. All I wanted was to scream but all I did was stand and look around. Placing my hand on my abdomen I inwardly sighed, it’s just you and I, my son, until the end of this war draws nigh.
Monday
Sunday
Clips from my new book will be published soon
Peace surrounds us if we just sit still
Close ones eyes and allow our bodies to relax
Feel each and every inward muscle begin to loosen
And cushion to the surface beneath
Sense your breath with its inner and outer motion stretch
Jump up brush off smile and begin again
Thoughts wanting to fly to greener pasture
As life seems brighter on the other side
If we could just hide for a while
Maybe a new kind of peace we could find
Saturday
A clip from my first book
The garden so peaceful and delightful
Such radiance radiates around me
Such peace and love within me
Excitement rushing out of me
If only you could see this sheer beauty
That shines around me
His face brightly lit like nothing ever seen
The sweet smell that delights in me
I never want this to end
The words ‘your time’s not yet’
Saddens my heart
Brings tears to my eyes
But why is my cry?
Such radiance radiates around me
Such peace and love within me
Excitement rushing out of me
If only you could see this sheer beauty
That shines around me
His face brightly lit like nothing ever seen
The sweet smell that delights in me
I never want this to end
The words ‘your time’s not yet’
Saddens my heart
Brings tears to my eyes
But why is my cry?
Friday
A clip from my Book With Thanks
Thursday
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