I left the hospital and got into my car and drove to the local beach. This place was very special to us from the time that we both could walk.
Short Stories
Calm after the Storm … 2 …
Cancer: the very sound of that awful word filled my head and my heart with uncontrollable grief and anger. I couldn’t bear the pain of seeing her youthful eyes close for the last time. I wanted to remember her in the full glory of life.
Calm After the Storm … 1 …
[We must emphasise that the following is a fictional story that will be serialised during the next fortnight while Mr & Mrs Editor are on holiday!]
Melody on a guitar string
A discarded guitar string evokes memories …
Ballymacdermot Court Cairn
Every stone retains its memories
Of hands that gripped and heaved,
Of beads of perspiration,
Of whispered secrets,
And gossipy conversation.
Ambulance Crew forgotten victims
The recent High Court action brought by the Police Federation on behalf of thousands of RUC officers against their Chief Constable – alleging failure of a duty of care by not providing adequate counselling to traumatised police during the recent Troubles – spurred the following offering from the wife of a recently-retired Ambulance Worker from Newry.
Returned Emigrant
Paler and thinner the morning moon grew
Colder and sterner the rising wind blew;
The pole-star had ser in a forest of cloud,
And the icicles crackled on spar and on shroud,