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About garth

I'm an indie author ardently writing fiction and you’ll notice a leaning towards Egypt. The book in the cooker right now is called The River Through. Hatsepsut features strong as an ancient enigma bringing her people back to pure after a sullying occupation by the Hyksos. I like these desert ancestors who dragged great chunks of stone for miles to build runways for god. Religion was a major preoccupation always. Magic was mixed in, sometimes called miracles. Christian and Hebrew testaments carried it over. Egyptians weren’t bothered with a history list based on sequential record keeping so there are numerous and bewildering gaps. A definite plus for the fiction writer. (Colouring in the spaces.) Bio: I am very tall and many people call me a freak (and laugh) so a slight chip on the shoulder but thick skinned - not impervious. Lots of short people out there who aren’t pleased to be little too. Given the choice, I’d keep length. Upbringing I am thankful because, during my life I have found many people who weren't so blessed so thanks mum and dad for pulling me out of the lucky dip. Two sisters and a brother, all of them cleverer than me or so they think. A wife who loves me - thanks Gill xxxx Two daughters, a yoga teacher and a nurse who don't quite hate me but we are moving in that direction as I tread heavier with advice. Lovely grandchildren who will develop into super beings if they maintain the current progress. A cat called Squeezely who has finally learned to evacuate his bowels outside. Buster the darling dog with a sensitive way and an over-exuberance for affection but we all let him take us down for licking. He's big. Occupation: Education first: Good military school that chased out the bad in me I can tell you. No-one put a polish on a boot better but it was enjoyable in retrospect. Not at the time though. Art college next and enlightenment - the world was a better place afterwards. Self employed antique furniture and restoration - very enjoyable and fulfilling but not overflowing financially. We did okay and we prospered.

Water

LUNA RUBY Patrick arrived in Dublin hours before his mother finished work at the Guinness factory so he had time to spare and after parking his car, he set out to buy her a gift. He preferred back street shops … Continue reading

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Autumn’s Shroud

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Be Bold

|<>|<>| I am a chrysalis of I am abounded by a dream surrounded by a thistle astounded  by a vision given |<>|<>| an occupant inquisitor awaiting a promised time with indecision |<>|<>| © Garth Meaney 1/11/2015 All rights reserved

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Like a Falling Stone

  before me slides the sky like a veil’s passing between the dark illumined jewels soft in the velvet void hidden by the light of the sun |||  weightlessness descending  density suspended up ended revolving in its dizzy space  ||| … Continue reading

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Give Me Vision

after the tide receded he sometimes took my hand to lead me to the wet shore where the stranded sea-life lay too late to escape with the sea but hidden – o – I was small and he was old … Continue reading

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Spinning Gene Pools

In nature’s mould in seething seas in orbits set by fine degrees describing circles wide and high Its course through black eternal sky a measurement of prophesies ||| With effortless revolving ease  the fulcrum spins with energies to fabricate and … Continue reading

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Meanings Lost in Time #6

Two meanings this week #1 – Hands Down (as in ‘I won hands down.’) There is a good chance that this saying traveled to India with the imposition of the British Raj and their love of horse racing. Or maybe … Continue reading

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Sir Oddly, Spikey the Girl-Fish, Gruesome Child

Day #4 of the Writing 201 Poetry course Limericks based on a theme of Difference x 3 #1 – Sir Oddly one eye too many forked tongue walk like I’m stepping up rungs I do have two kidneys one lung … Continue reading

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Sun Sets on the Lake

Day#3 of the Poetry course Subject: skin, written using free verse An Elegy sun sets on the lake pour the red gold on to the polished skin of the bright mirror send it to the moon with my shadow set … Continue reading

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The Siren is Gillian

Day #2 of the WordPress Blogging 201: Poetry course Assignment: An acrostic poem. This is an old form used mostly as a love poem where the first letter of each line spells a word. An addition to this was a … Continue reading

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