The following poem appeared in the 2013 Art Craftwork Higher Level and I thought it was too gorgeous to keep to myself!!

It’s the first time that I’ve read anything by this homegrown (mine – so Irish, before you all get all excited) poet, but I’ll be keeping my eyes peeled for more from now on!

Just perfect!

autumn leaves
old buildings
running my fingers along spines
of books

discovering museums
art
ebb of music
to the beat of your heart
jazz when dreaming

landscape with birdsong
sitting in your sheltering sun
some outdoor cafe
on the cobbled streets of Madrid

lost in the history of Spain,
learning new words,
if I have any of these
I forget to eat

School Days Over