Jul. 29, 2021
We live with the loss of Aoife in an elegiac way now, which is occasionally painful, but has mostly gentle reminders of her brilliant life with us. This is that time of year again, her anniversary, and so, I have written yet another Aoife piece to catch the sense of it all, and to help us remember. I can feel myself tear up as I write and that, strangely, is comforting. Enjoy.
Rachel Merriman
25.11.2022 22:15
Grief is experience through the mundane. Simple but powerful. The accompanying image really compliments the poem.
Kate O'Neill
28.12.2021 08:30
Food for the sole as you step into it.
Margaret Dromey
30.07.2021 12:23
Another very beautiful and poignant poem Peter - well done.
ClĂodhna
29.07.2021 23:45
Beautiful poem Peter. And the photo of the empty bench is really powerful too.
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25.11 | 22:15
Grief is experience through the mundane. Simple but powerful. The accompanying image really compliments the poem.
07.11 | 11:14
Hi Peter,
A great observation! Social media can be a scary place... I also need to reduce my time there
Hugs,
John.x
06.11 | 16:24
A great one, Peter, in the context you describe. I don't read social media myself, I doubt my equilibrium could stand it. 'The balance of his mind disturbed' yes, I think it would be.
06.11 | 15:59
Yes, gossip is a weapon of mass destruction.
In my business as well as personal life I have zero tolerance.