When I was a chid,

I couldn’t imagine where the world began,

or ended.

There was magic in a rainbow,

the friendliness of trees,

countless days to play, to dream,

until fear, shame, guilt, pain,

shadows cast, and the child was lost.

Was love ever here?

Did it begin? Did it end? Why can’t I remember when?

Did you miss me, child, were you lonely then?








About maskednative

There is a gazebo at the end of the garden. It overlooks the estuary. When the tide is in, sea water pools around seaweed covered rocks. The sound is peaceful, meditative. I drink an early morning coffee, listen to the birds singing morning songs, watch a spider spin his fragile life between timber beams above my head. Even in the harshest of winters, the rise and fall of tides, sun-light on water, movement of sky, cloud, moon and stars, allows an awareness of nature behind the mask of perceived reality. I offer my words and pictures in celebration and gratitude to God, for allowing me a glimpse behind the mask. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Bio: Teri Flynn was born in Wales of Welsh and Irish Parents. Educated in England, she moved to Co.Waterford, Ireland in 1997 where her Poetry has since appeared in “The Turning Tide” – an anthology of new writing from Co.Waterford. “Southward” The Journal of the Munster Literature Centre and “Imagine” The Tallow Writers Group quarterly review. Her poetry appears in “Sticky Orchard”, a group effort with Alan Garvey, Jim O’Donnell and Anthony O’Neill and grant assisted by Waterford County Council’s Arts Grant Scheme. “Listening To The Grass Grow” with Jim O’Donnell and Anthony O’Neill was published by Edward Power at Rectory press and most recently, in ‘Murmurings’, Remembering Anthony O’Neil, with Jim O’Donnell and Alan Garvey. Her poem Queen Of The Sea was included in the Chesapeake Exhibition at RUH, Bath, 2011. Figurehead Carver, Andy Peters. Photographic display of Ship’s Figurehead Carvings by Richard Sibley – A themed display of her oil paintings and poems entitled Cynefin, were on display in Waterford during The Imagine Festival in 2017. Cynefin-pronounced kuh-nev-in is a Welsh word meaning habitat or place. A place where a being feels it ought to live, where nature around you feels right and welcoming.
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7 Responses to Play

  1. Robyn Lee says:

    Lovely and so true — the child that resides in all our hearts… so often gets lost and stifled in the midst of all the challenges – the external forces that threaten to stifle love that is truth… your piece is a beautiful reminder – to nurture and revive that child always. The companion image is very effective here as well ~ Thank you ~ x RL


    • maskednative says:

      Thank you Robyn Lee, your comments are very much appreciated. I am re-discovering your blog and look forward to reading more, the mould of childhood wonder is a precious gift for us all.


  2. i think the child is just hiding in one of the chambers of the heart…


  3. Teri says:

    Yes Virgilio, the child is always there, waiting for us to return and have a relationship again, and there is so much to learn from each other. We can assure that everything will be alright, while child will help us return to our true heart.


  4. Geo Sans says:

    a wiggling
    garter snake
    passed my path
    we experience the wonder
    around us
    our child smiles


    • maskednative says:

      That wiggling snake tickled a smile, a good day for wonder.

      Thank you for your response to my post, your poetry is very sensual.
      I will take a look at more of your imagery


  5. ur'damage says:



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