A poem of death.

An Irish widow arranges a Halloween party, inviting a fortune teller and hears an upsetting prediction. A spooky story with a twist in the tail.

The aftermath of an angry winter storm can sometimes be a beautiful thing.

Memories of an Irish childhood, where all stories seemed true and all myths were reality.

Mythological in nature.

My life.

A piece of poetry about a spirit of a banshee who seeks out her children that she drowned years ago.