My photo as Cover Art

I've recently co-published a collection of poetry Pagan Paeans - it's the first anthology of the PPP. While my co-editor Simone L A Hogan worked wonders on the formatting the covers fell to me.

I used a photo I took in Orkney, in 2007 of the Ring Of Brodgar stone circle. Then chopped and changed until it fitted the "look" we wanted for the cover - I think the end result was good.

The anthology is now on sale at Cafepress, or directly from us (Ireland and UK) All proceeds go to keeping the PPP online and provide a fund for competitions etc. The PPP publishes poetry, prose, shortstories and journals from authors whose viewpoint is non-conformist spiritually and/or intellectually.

The Last Rose Blooms

The last rose blooms
in rare weather; it takes
rain and sunshine,
good times deferred
bad days and first frost
and luck; good soil,
good stock.

The fading glory appeals
to older eyes; wiser tastes
applaud and accept
its rich fragility,
the final beauty adorning
our autumn days
with grace.

It weathered spring storms
and summer torrents
the sun's relentless beating
and the shade
until it put forth one perfect
bloom; a memory of days
now past

Other plants wither, decay
give in early to the cold
lose heart at the first blasts
of autumn winds -
Some draw on roots that run
deep into good earth -
and bloom.


Geraldine Moorkens Byrne

Inside the KIln

Inside the Kiln
temperatures reach
degrees that would
scorch us.
Some materials harden
take form beyond
nature's intent.
Others crumble, break
tear apart, melt;
ressumed into fire.
Consumed by this
I ask , would you
willingly make the attempt?

©GMB 2008

Brooding Hills

One of the most poetic landscapes I've even seen, the west coast of Scotland around Loch Torridon....

Poetic Landscape

Lord Vesuvius Sits Sullen

Lord Vesuvius sits sullen;

it's been a long time since

his last tantrum. We are still

counting the cost, we tell him

appeasing his mighty temper.

Lord Vesuvius sits shrouded

mysterious in the haze of

springs first sunshine; he will

not promise anything, he tells

us. He may yet have another.

geraldine moorkens byrne

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