Niamh

The Masterpiece

Inspired by Chesterton’s ‘Orthodoxy,’ Tozers’ ‘Knowledge of the Holy’ and some great conversations with a friend, Christine, to whom this poem is dedicated, because her adoration for creator and creation alike have helped stir up the same in me.  Oh! That you would fashion your art mindfully of me Making it predictable, with the possibility …

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Judy

I never knew Judy Only the trail she left behind A son and husband always lost Them and a daughter, a gentle kind I can see Judy in their like When I hug her daughter so sure, full of grace I never knew Judy But her picture’s in the space I keep tripping over gaps …

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Rubatosis

Table of Contents 1 It was happening again. Loud wailing sirens projected auditory discord into the bare, dirty corridors of Earnsweep Upper School. This was the fifth time this month. Hyde knew security had been getting tighter, but had never imagined this extent. He obediently followed his classmates and teacher through the corridors, past his …

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Buses

I’m working on the weird glitch with the table of contents – bear with. Enjoy a story in the meantime! Table of Contents 1 The sun shone annoyingly in his eyes as it rose behind the neat row of brick houses, backing onto a small woods, one of the few remaining green spots in the …

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