Do you know what impresses me about pebbles? They endure. Always. I mean, pick your punishment: they’ve beaten it. Volcanoes, Earthquakes, Crushed for Millennia, Slammed out of Cliffs, Storms, Waves. Dogs. Battered beyond belief. Yet… All the more beautiful for their bludgeoning. Unbroken. Never. Ever. Shattered. As are all impressive people. © Tom … More Impressive
A momentary glow. Warm evening embers. Tender shoots blessed with hazy radience. Others by purple shadows. Air-formed dew already in the air. Grass seed on my damp shoes. and my mind full of nothing but the colours… Yet with this child’s-eye view come a throng of memories unbidden yet welcome. The beading of dew held fast … More Luminescence of a Summer evening.
Writing is a blessed curse, Imagination veils my sight; Transforming most mundane of things to figmentations of pure fright. Winding creeper takes on fangs, Becoming Mowgli-seeking Carr, The jungle spreads beneath my feet With vipers seeking flesh to Mar. Honey-tongued and forked mischief, Whispers of forbidden fruit Whilst over growing temples peep from … More Serpentine
You are life-giving and shockingly beautiful. You are water, my love. I would swim inside you, and you inside me Forever, yet would be drowned by my devotion. So I dam you up. Make myself in to strong walls to shield me from you. I could say it works. Yet the truth is, you already … More Dam you forever, my love?
If I am to come back as man-made stuff, Would that I be the underbelly of a bridge. Bathing in reflected moonlight of an evening, Basking in warm, refracted sun in the day. I would wrap the winter darkness around my stony self. Let me see the joyous faces ambling along. Peering at the … More The Underside of Bridges
Clouds like seas above hills: Hills rise in to mighty tidal peaks; Piercing rays light the heavens. © Tom Tide 2017
Shattered fishing float: Mimics waveform at its crest; Jagged, yet so calm. © Tom Tide 2017
Little wonder Eire breeds so many World Travellers. Look: in one wild rock in the far-flung North West blossoms a lichen globe. Whole wide shining continents- each with new borders to cross. And all this glimpsed in one misty minute. How many broadened horizons birthed by one swift glimpse of this single slab, across centuries? … More Little Wonder
A seed. Long dormant. Lovingly laquered, cradled womb-like by gentle turf. For many generations. By some fair chance comes an unearthing: A keen eye fashions wings from time-frozen knots. Carves a thrusting neck and beak. Unleashes a Phoenix, now poised mid-arc, Or bursting from beneath the fish- harbouring waves. From this crucible centuries long, Soars … More Bog Wood
I’ve waited a lifetime to reach Donegal, With its mountains encircled by seas: To see roads tightly-wound, around peat-enriched ground, Every gorse bush a chorus of bees. To drink in broad bays topped with high tide-flecked dunes, All bedecked with pastel-hued stones: To see broad-sweeping beach stretching far out of reach Save for deep-walled, hewn … More Dunfanaghy