What is it that makes us write? Is it a surfeit of love or a dearth? ‘Some Kind of Love’ is a sonnet which adds to the debate and contains a slightly ambivalent finale!
April 15, 2014
Tagged cohen, leonard, leonard cohen, love, original, original poetry, poetry, reflection, shay ryan, shayryan, shaysky, text, thought
In ‘Killarney Urban Myth 1’ we examine the truth and lies behind ghost stories. Is it just a mixture of fact and fiction – or is it something else which drives us, not only to create these stories, but to … Continue reading
March 22, 2014
Tagged actor, benny, dead, emotion, family, Friends, ghost, howling, Ireland, love, man, myth, original, original poetry, poetry, reflect, reflection, rural, ryan, shay, shay ryan, shayryan, shaysky, the hidden lady, the lad vanishes, thought, urban, urban myth
‘More Crap Fishing at Kells Bay’ does what it says on the tin. Except that focusses on the mind set of the intrepid fisherman. Who does he copy, why does he fish – and is it really worth the effort? … Continue reading
March 15, 2014
Tagged fisherman, fishing, howling, Ireland, kells, kells bay, kerry, killarney, original, original poetry, poetry, ryan, shay, shay ryan, shayryan, shaysky, sonny
Silence 2 is a poem all about the wonderful ways we can communicate without words. It’s a ‘boy meets girl, girl leaves boy, boy isn’t really that bothered much to the disappointment of girl’ kind of story. I hope you … Continue reading
February 22, 2014
Tagged actor, emotion, Friends, love, man, original, original poetry, ryan, shay, shay ryan, shayryan, shaysky, silence, silence2, text, thought
This is another original poem, the first of two which begin to explore different aspects of silence. Silence 1 suggests the sense of brutality which may exist in the gap between noises.
February 2, 2014
Tagged howling, original, original poetry, ryan, shay, shay ryan, shayryan, shaysky, text, thought
Text is like a box of chocolates in that you do not know what you will find next – or do you? Do you hide in the words or reveal yourself? Who wants to remain hidden anyway?
December 27, 2013
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