Unfortunately, Pugalicious Press, which published my short story "The Angel of the Bastille" in Timeless: An Anthology of Young Adult Romance, is going out of business. The anthology seems to still be available for Kindle and Nook, but I'm not sure for how long!
Here's one more look at the beautiful cover!
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Castle Dunseverick
Just in time for St. Patrick’s Day, here is a poem from my
young-adult novella, The Sea at Mughain (Sam’s Dot Publishing,
2010). It’s set in ancient Ireland.
Leads to the broken tower
Overlooking the sea.
Look to the north, Dunseverick
Ancient seat of kings.
Where is the fire to warm a guest
At travel’s end?
Where is the song that cheered the king
Before the darkness of night falls
The waves crash forever
But the hall is no more.
Looked out to sea
And plotted conquest.
But now
A smooth, green, secret turf
Hides the place of the hall
The laughter of kings is in the waves
The song of the hall is in the wind
Caressing the broken tower.
Castle Dunseverick
Now are the sounds of battle stilled
And a still green pathLeads to the broken tower
Overlooking the sea.
Look to the north, Dunseverick
Ancient seat of kings.
Where is the hall at the end of the day
And the king feasting?Where is the fire to warm a guest
At travel’s end?
Where is the song that cheered the king
Before the darkness of night falls
The waves crash forever
But the hall is no more.
Before the broken tower
The kings of Dal RiataLooked out to sea
And plotted conquest.
But now
A smooth, green, secret turf
Hides the place of the hall
The laughter of kings is in the waves
The song of the hall is in the wind
Caressing the broken tower.
Here’s a picture of Dunseverick as it is today. (Photo credit Wikepedia; sorry, former students.)
The Sea at Mughain
is available in print or Kindle from Amazon; as an e-book for many formats,
including Nook, on Smashwords; and in print at Hero Complex Games and Entertainment in Wichita, Kansas.
Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
And, as David Letterman said, “What better way to honor Ireland’s
greatest saint than by sitting on a curb vomiting into a green plastic hat.”
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