suckled
memories tumble
from breast mound of fairy hill
whose bone-dried storyteller wakes at your tread
refleshes himself, welcomes you, and secures the chamber door
Driving land reform
Original Fiction and Illustrations - Literary Criticism with Cojones - Edinburgh in the Twenty-First Century.
"Diving into a writers soul is discovering the broken treasure and beautiful mysteries that make you gasp for air."
A collective of poems and photos. All photos taken by me unless stated otherwise.
Don't just do something, sit there!
Islands on the edge.
Publisher and Writer
A Tribute to the Sail Training Association
Graeme Purves
a community exploration into the Psalmboats of Loch Erisort
Living in a working landscape
Trying to find my way
Welcome to my world.
Biting the hand of Project Fear
'Deiseal air gach nì - The sunward course with everything'
Filled With Sarcasm and Anxiety.
(overcome your fears)
Stories & News
fruits of the forest
The Life & Ramblings Of A Zillennial
Literature, poems and art!
Tales of humour, whimsy and courgettes
2 Lines each day...
HUMOR - THRILLER - ABSURD - PULP NOIR - SATIRE - COMEDY
Landscape and seascape artist inspired by the quality of light and forces of nature
Puking up Poetry, One Verse at a Time
Looking out from the North West Atlantic Fringe
Earthenwear handwoven in the Celtic Crescent by Eloïse Sentito
Poetic Armour of Genres
my own thoughts, or at least something looking like that. not really based on real life. just some palmwriting.
through the eyes of an iridescent thing
Gardening in a Gale
I dream so I write ..
A creative commoner
The Boy Who Cries Wolf
the curse of a sentimental heart & a skeptical mind
A step into simplicity
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
Pàdruig's Woven Words 
I like that a lot.
Thanks very much indeed!
Awoke memories of a visit to ‘The Fairy Glen’ on the Isle of Skye, Scotland …..Thank you
Lovely to hear that it evoked a memory, thank you 🙂