Gorey Writers are back

Gorey Writers are back with a bang after the summer break. About 20 writers turned up to our first session in Gorey Library with plenty of writing and laughter!

Congrats to Liam Ryan on the launch of his book, 'Stories from the Hearth' (Boland Press). A lovely event in Zozimus Bookshop in Gorey.

The Lake - a lesson on objective correlative!

The Lake

The water was warmer than he expected
tingles from head to toe
two by two they danced
and I close my eyes remembering
the reeds swaying in the gentle breath
of the soft zephyr.

The swan and his mate swam across the lake
with sharp shining eyes like flint
the gentle ripples belied a passion
which lay underneath
butterflies danced in my stomach
something moved deep within my soul
deep, deep down forever.

I am the centre of the maelstrom
I am the eye of this discrete hurricane
there is a drama here that isn't easy
do I really ever want to return
to the real world?
The surface sheen holds all my attention
in its diamond gloss -
am I being seduced?


Group poem written by 15 Gorey Writers at our end of season session on 29/6/17. It is around the emotion of love.

Another great year of writing and friendship.

Gorey Writers at Cosmic Gardens May '17

POETRY IN THE COSMIC GARDEN 

OPEN MIC, SUNDAY MAY 28TH 2017, 12 NOON, hosted by Wicklow Writers with refreshments provided, no charge - bring along a poem to read or just come along and listen - always a lovely day and relaxing event - please pass the word and share this post - enquiries to Carolann, 087-7971885

The Cosmic Garden is in the Ecology Centre, at the back of Dominican Convent, Wicklow Town

Self-Discovery thro Poetry Session

Participants at the Self-discovery thro' Poetry session with Carol Boland, Poetry Therapist, produced this amazing group poem 

Sunday Afternoon

Because you were there

when despair for the world

comes a knocking on the door

she remembers what she is trying

very hard to forget

my dreams have taken the scenic route

so here, lets open those cage doors

undisturbed by roaming, hungry foxes.

Maybe my real mind is telling the truth

I fear for it because it has no defence

calming blues and light pinks

make time to smell the roses

simple things yet special

it’s too cold to lie down

where the wood drake rests.


Participants: Maire, Bernie, Peter, Phil, Carmel, Mary, Edward, Jazz, Veronica, Jacinta, Gerry and Mitzie.

23/4/17 

Lennon Centre

Self-Discovery Thro' Poetry

Gorey Writers are invited to an afternoon of Self-Discovery Thro' Poetry with Carol Boland, Poetry Therapist. Join us at the Lennon Centre, Annagh, on Sunday 23 April from 1.30 to 4.30. Refreshments provided.