Book club guest in Decatur for book “Claddagh Pool.”

I recently attended a book club group in Decatur, as a guest, and discussed the book “Claddagh Pool.” The topic of shape-shifting and mysticism was discussed by a number of members. They really liked the crows and their appearance throughout the story. Also the idea of being able to shift from one level of being into another. Before I completed “Claddagh Pool,” I decided to add this whole dimension to the story and the...

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Eyes in the wood.

    Eyes in the Wood.   Someone said to go there. To walk down the tree-lined lane And enter the moss covered passageway Of beech and hazel. Deeper now with thicker moss beneath my feet, I step back into the past, And wonder whose steps I have followed Into the darkening shadows. Silence is everywhere. Moss covered and listening always To my next step back in time, Where night creatures roam about. I step around a...

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A river poem.

Slaney   Oily river flows toward the widening space Of  Norse Gods creeping below the tidal fall. The rolling waves move inexorably downstream As the exiting tide adds freshness to its salty taste. Deeper here and greener with a tinge of brown. The folding wefts of water make rivulets In the passage from brackish and then to salt. The wind scurries across the uneven planes to rippling squall. Dark stones watch from the...

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Bagger island has been released.

My latest book in the Conor and Anne trilogy has been released. It is available at Amazon or on Kindle.   Chapter 8   The cackling voices of fast flying puffins disturbed the morning scene as they approached the high cliffs on Bagger Island and began to descend onto the soft tufts of grass.  The comical birds returned from a fishing trip and were getting ready for their last few weeks of habitation on the island before going back out...

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