Poetry

by Kevin T McEneaney When it’s too darn hot to do anything, even think about what could, should, be done, then one might doze off in the brutal heat, only…

by Kevin T McEneaney Like us, many animals give a kiss. Clown-fish pucker kiss to attract a mate. Foxes rub noses or mock-bite on neck. Elephants touch trunks, plunge them…

by Kevin T McEneaney Dead-heading dandelions on the lawn, squeezing the yellow juice of the flower, will do nothing at all for the landscape— for the dandelion exceeds our thought…

His Badhrán drum by Doctor Phillip Brady I will always say Hello to you he said, You looked after me when I had nothing. Now I have this place, if…

by Kevin T McEneaney To be merely human is now passé. Long ago, we invented deity who invisibly regulated life. Then we invented exalted heroes who were half-deity and half-human.…

by Kevin T McEneaney Butterflies adopt a royal schedule— they don’t rise from sleep until 10 am, when most humans are working hard at jobs. Then butterflies flit about at…

by Kevin T McEneaney With widest spectrum of color among all birds, they are the smallest birds, excelling in hues of blue, green, purple. Smaller hummingbirds beat gossamer wings at…

photo by KTM by Kevin T McEneaney Peonies are not instant protégées. You will need to get dirt in fingernails, and possess patience three years ticking before any satisfaction arrives…

by Kevin T McEneaney When moments appear to pass like minutes, turn your eyes to the bounty of Nature: buttercups bending in cool morning breeze, purple allium standing as lookout…

Harpy eagle by Kevin T McEneaney I, who once sang of love and religion, now sing the harpy eagle, a raptor more powerful than all other eagles! With their razor-sharp…