I have a portfolio of features, reviews, poetry and short fiction published in all sorts of places - Belfast Telegraph, Tribune, Ireland's Own, Dalhousie Review, Fairlight Books, Reader's Digest, Reality, Lapwing Poetry, Ink, Sweat & Tears, Spillwords, Dear Reader, Amethyst Review, Black Bough, to name a selection. Oh, and the odd BBC radio contribution. I wrote books on retailing, on dealing with job losses and a biography of film star Stephen Boyd.
My own original Text ©2020 Joe Cushnan (But you can RT!)
The crooked line of the red roof tiles
could be seen from the brow of the hill,
a perfect building for its background,
an Ulster barn weathered by damp and chill.
On this day it was a timber store
and forestry equipment warehouse
but the historical solid beams dominated,
emphasising the sadness of modern misuse.
It had little natural daylight
and there was a mysterious gloom,
a darkness, a dust-haze and, then, movement,
maybe mice, rats or ghosts from a past womb,
groans, creaks, mindful of nobler times,
noise of ancestors in rustic prose and rhymes.
The property developer stepped back
and admired this potential habitat
Rubbed his hands and said:
“I’ll get a million quid for that.”