Poetry – F I O N N T Á I N

Calling all Singers & Musicians, Male & Female

My voyage through the world of music, sound, song and dance continues. My true sound has been dormant long and is slowly re-emerging. My lifes purpose can be described in part: to share with people everywhere, the song and dance of my mind and body, heart and soul I’m looking for singers and musicians to joinContinue reading “Calling all Singers & Musicians, Male & Female”

IS IT THE CASE ?

On Thursday morning 10 July 2014, I woke completely unaware I was celebrating Thor, the God Of Thunder (whyever he got such good press, I don’t know), and found that I could not remember the specific dream I had…. and then as I wrote I asked myself ‘but what of the great on-going dream…..’ Continue reading “IS IT THE CASE ?”

IT’S ALWAYS ME

No matter what I do, where I go, who I meet, what age I am, what I call myself, whether I succeed or fail, I always seem to be the same person. This sea is crossed, that mountain is climbed, this is where I live, that is where I used to live, this depression isContinue reading “IT’S ALWAYS ME”

May

I continue to be amazed at the great winds of energy that blow through me during the great Celtic/pre-Christian festivals of the year. Bealtaine for me, which I have written about in a recent blog was no exception. On the first of May, I renewed my commitment to music, to which the universe responded to by sendingContinue reading “May”

NEW HOUSE CONCERT TOUR

FIONNTÁINS NEW HOUSE CONCERT TOUR Over the last year a lot of changes have occurred in my life which have inspired me to write new songs and create new sounds. With these my body, mind and spirit open fully to the world. With these I bathe in beauty. With these I travel to the four cornersContinue reading “NEW HOUSE CONCERT TOUR”

The Body’s Bursting with New Life Again (ode to the spring equinox)

And my body feels it all, Is joyful with it all, Is resisting it all, Is bursting through it all. Please be with my body in this pregnant moment of such potent, Tipping the equatorial balance in favour of bliss. Please be with my emotions in this pregnant moment of such potent, Tipping the equatorial balanceContinue reading “The Body’s Bursting with New Life Again (ode to the spring equinox)”

The Power of My Expression

Every colour I use Every receptacle I choose Every step, Every note Every word that gets my vote Is just the power of Trust in the power of Just in the power of my expression Every impulse Ive had All inspiration that makes me glad Every good thing and bad Every time Ive really feltContinue reading “The Power of My Expression”

Fantasy

Oh Jesus i’m tired, tired of trying Trying to control certainty in unpredictability Give me fantasy All that i want i have Let me live in fantasy All the pleasure i can dream is mine I will follow the instincts and intuition of my omnipotent heart and only my omnipotent heart And live On thisContinue reading “Fantasy”

Makes Sense

Preface The only thing that makes sense in this world is that which only you perceive thru your eyes, nose, ears, taste, touch and all the other plethora of information sensors located in, on, and around your whole body, sometimes extending for miles and endless miles around, strangely enough All that you know is onlyContinue reading “Makes Sense”

A Second Best Thing (Latest)

This is Clonmel, at least it’s what I’ve heard. Haven’t seen much of it at all, hanging around in this other room all the time. I’m from elsewhere can’t remember why I came here. Perforating common thread, perfectionately conceived, born to perform and left out here in this second best place, a second best thingContinue reading “A Second Best Thing (Latest)”

Stillness

hi June the 21st this year was a high energy day for me, lots going on in my house, don’t know whether it was the time of year or what, but it was all good. In the midst of all the activity I took this video of my latest poem. You’ll find a transcript ofContinue reading “Stillness”

The Body’s Bursting with New Life Again (ode to the spring equinox 2013)

It is said by some that at such times as these, ie the changing of the seasons, the veil between the seen and unseen, the world and the underworld, the human and the little people, becomes more transparent….a time of heightened energy. In recent months I have become very interested in the old irish ‘feel’Continue reading “The Body’s Bursting with New Life Again (ode to the spring equinox 2013)”

IT’S ALWAYS ME

Vessel of Love

Vessel of Love I come to greet Let me kneel before your feet You place your hands upon my head This living song awakes the dead Indwelling with this silent crowd My heart transforms this heavy shroud I lose control, I seek to find I bring Gods presence back to mind I lift my eyesContinue reading “Vessel of Love”

THRILLOGY: This, Song, And More

This asleep, the stirring, what is this?…..oh yes…. lets give this another go, cradled and alive to this as we always are rebirthed to this suckling at the nipple of this blissfully, painfully, transcending in ritual the cellular encumbrance of this to bask in the glow of this new light standing tall, facing all, I feel this energy this animated surrender, isContinue reading “THRILLOGY: This, Song, And More”

My Beautiful Sun

The Sheeps Head as painted by The White House

Adoring the curve, lightly expanding, round, through, too, through, and beyond. Standing still I’m brought to my knees, Falling deeper into that feeling of want Adoring that note, its rhyme and its rhythm, toned, overtoned and throned. Its never that, its always this. Falling deeper into this feeling of want Adoring the wave, all stiff withContinue reading “The Sheeps Head as painted by The White House”

The God Song inspired by Wilfred Pelletier and Ted Poole

Wherever you are is home. And the earth is paradise. Wherever you set your feet is holy ground………. You don’t live off like a parasite. You live in it and it in you, Or you dont survive, Or you dont survive And that is the only worship, Of god there ever is, The one aboveContinue reading “The God Song inspired by Wilfred Pelletier and Ted Poole”