Blast the Past©

Y'know that moment, when someone who broke your heart, swings into view , whether by accident or design and you're left drained and speechless? She looked in through the saloon window A blast from the past Her shame or his blame No honesty No trust Return to remind Twist the knife Salt the wound Where…Read more Blast the Past©

The True Cost

My first poem, written four months ago in response to the growing public anger and frustration at the Irish government's austerity measures, particularly the introduction of water charges, a double tax