by Orna Ross | Aug 17, 2017 | Poetry |
This week's inspirational poetry: Love Hurts? No Way I'm inspired by creativity in all corners of the world but especially in nature, most especially London parks, the woods and beaches of East Sussex and, of course, Ireland. You'll find lots of poetry here on the...
by Orna Ross | Aug 10, 2017 | Poetry |
This week's inspirational poetry: Day's End I'm inspired by creativity in all corners of the world but especially in nature, most especially London parks, the woods and beaches of East Sussex and, of course, Ireland. You'll find lots of poetry here on the blog and you...
by Orna Ross | Sep 19, 2017 | Go Creative! |
The Go Creative method offers three forms of creative practice: . Creative Practice: Body: Effortless Exercise Effortless Exercise is moving the body in a way that connects with what it most wants to do in a particular moment. It takes many forms: mindful walking, tai...
by Orna Ross | Aug 3, 2017 | Poetry |
This week's inspirational poetry: Good Morning I'm inspired by creativity in all corners of the world but especially in nature, most especially London parks, the woods and beaches of East Sussex and, of course, Ireland. You'll find lots of poetry here on the blog and...
by Orna Ross | Jul 27, 2017 | Poetry |
This week's inspirational poetry: The Writing Game I'm inspired by creativity in all corners of the world but especially in nature, most especially London parks, the woods and beaches of East Sussex and, of course, Ireland. You'll find lots of poetry here on the blog...
by Orna Ross | Jul 21, 2017 | Fiction |
If you're looking at that picture and wondering: is that the image from the back cover of WB Yeats' The Secret Rose in tattoo, the answer is yes. That's Lovely Son above and yes! that is a tattoo of the Secret Rose symbol, on his chest. And it's a great example of...
by Orna Ross | Jul 20, 2017 | Poetry |
Up on the pier / fun huts lighten / the sky, / candy-stripe the day / pink and yellow. Walking the beach / below / I see the whole. / Gaeity shining on high / reflected / in the blue / beneath. Become a patron today and please accept my endless appreciation for your...
by Orna Ross | Jul 13, 2017 | Poetry |
First thing this morning what do I spy over the houses between the trees through the cloud and by gift of fractured light seven strips of color in an upside-down smile adorning the sky? For me, a poem is a key, unlocking a moment in time and revealing the creative...
by Orna Ross | Jul 6, 2017 | Poetry |
Can anyone say how we came to be here in this human hotel? • Each day greeting new guests who come in with their bags, expecting their welcome and to be served (even as others remain). • Whether they're wanted or we'd rather they moved along, we must bow, smile if we...
by Orna Ross | Jun 29, 2017 | Poetry |
From Tao Te Ching (The Tao). Before the universe is born something formless and perfect exists. Serene. Empty. Solitary. Unchanging. Infinite. Eternally present. Unnamed and unnameable. It is the Mother of the universe. For want of a better name, I call it the Tao. I...