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~ The literary works of Kevin Connelly, poetry, fiction, prose and photography

Kevin Connelly

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Flying over water, Catalonia

August 11, 2016

Michaela arranged it.  On the quayside in old Cambrils she sells tickets to seekers after thrills, those who would glide …

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At Montjuic Magic Fountains, Barcelona

July 27, 2016

Firstly, they cascade clear, cool, water down carved stone stairways while splashing spouts soar through falling fountains, mist becomes mesmerising. …

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UCD Festival 2016

June 20, 2016

June 20th 2016 had a fascinating day wandering around the first UCD Festival with Catherine.  We toured the Veterinary Hospital, …

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Duncannon, a stranger called

June 20, 2016

Duncannon, a stranger called. We were happily pottering in our little seaside garden. It was a fine Spring day. Plants …

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I miss my sister

May 17, 2016

I miss my sister   She is my big sister or one time used to be, Until everyone said she …

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iBook

May 10, 2016

Pools of Light, poetry, prose and photography is now available on iTunes in an iBook version.  This is an enhanced …

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eBook available now

May 7, 2016

“Pools of Light”, my 2015 collection of poetry, prose and photography is available now for purchase online, in eBook format. …

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Real Men Eat Quiche

May 6, 2016

Real men eat quiche, (love peace).   Gorbachev, Botha, Nelson Mandela, Hume, Adams and David Trimble, for peace sake would …

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There is a ferry

May 4, 2016

There is a ferry on the water   here nearby where she crosses over the ever changing tide, carrying all …

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Cluedo, a poem, or is it?

April 20, 2016

A lament for the recently deceased, in most unusual circumstances, Mr. Black Alas Poor Mr. Black, were you mister or …

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Bombay Ficus

Running, Writing, Real Life Experiences & Relatable Content.

Cold Coffee Stand

Make it new, wrong, broken and brilliant

The Nerdy Lion

Lions can wear glasses too

Walt's Writings

Poetry about Life, Love, Music by Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet

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Too many reincarnations in a single lifetime to trust this one.

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Tales of humour, whimsy and courgettes

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by Lize Bard

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A Poet's Place | Wolff Poetry Literary Magazine is Publishing Poetry Submitted by Published & Emerging Writers,

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Break the silence. End the violence.

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Inspire & Empower

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Exploring the invisible and visible realms of God through writing & pictures

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