I wonder,
I wonder- I pull asunder: My thought- One thought Before my eyes Divides! 2,3,4,5 Multiplies! They wander, They wander- Far out yonder: Whirring, Socialising Returning With ...thoughts! More thoughts? I thought I taught Those thoughts I had enough!!! Thought wrong. ugh.
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When I was walking down Manor Street in Stoneybatter, one evening, my eye caught the glimpse of a sun-ray crack an alleyway, ricochet from window to window flooding the street bright and
I Burst into a thousand pieces: Fiery bright tiny sparks of me flew this way and that Cars drove, horses clip-clopped, mams pushed prams, browny-red crooked buildings held each other up, hugging each other like old friends, bar-flies danced out of jazz joints, mentallers asked you to buy their lunch as the gold light touched them, softened them, baptized them, the light spilt like golden whiskey onto the cobbled streets and onto the decrepit walls of bashful drooping buildings- like an old spinster longing to be touched, a wonky tune injected with grace, the ‘Batter laughed and strutted like an aul one at your wedding- always dancing out of step and wheezing with glee and alco breath and a clip round your ear to warn you not to take it all so serious as she strode away on horse-back into the sunset- with her Tesco shopping- God shone His torch on the dirty nook and the ‘Batter smiled back a toothless grin and wiggled her saggy hips and did the conga in the warmth of the rays, rays like tendrils reaching touching caressing the dirty old street soothing the tired broken brown bricks that bent into barely-there houses homes shops bars bursting with mad yolks on too much gin and it was always grey brown red and dark blue in the ‘Batter except for the rays of gold that crept stealthily silently through the crazy-horse madness to whisper to the ‘Batter into her bent back ear that she was beautiful I’m still on the path exploding, bursting with light I cannot contain I can’t hold beauty! Beauty shatters my bones A friend of mine, Conor McMahon, is an up and coming filmmaker. He has had great success with his feature film, "Deadmeat" and his very popular RTE t.v. series "Zombie Bashers". He is currently in post-production for a new feature film readying itself for release on our cinemas soon called, "Stitches". Here is a hilarious short film he made about how he was mugged in Dublin City one afternoon, called, "Midday Mugging".
My mates are in an up and coming rocking band called, "The Cast of Cheers". Conor Adams, the front man, is an old mate of mine from years back. Delighted for the band now as they are doing really well. Keep an ear and an eye out for The Cast of Cheers cos they're going onto huge things. Here's their first video for the single, "Family".
Gnashing, gnawing, snapping, clawing
White bristles & patches stained black mauve Sniffing, panting, barking, darting Tent ears, eyes old, stinking tongue, water nose Close to earth, towering tiny noble brat We can still hear the pitter pat Tap dancing nails Across the patio flat Shrill WOOF! Protector fierce Trembling growl, jowl dripping Down the lane echo Paws come tripping, tripping, tripping Dancing with the dolly Tear her to pieces Curious folly; Rolling in faeces. Broken Nature’s Law Unwombed mother Your miserable man-made dirty flaw Limbs stiff, whiskers grey Gorby sits on your head Mushed up food Far too much! Overfed! Bright sad eyes resign Dark knowing Spirit flies Seeming floating Car shrieking Breaking slow Snap Crunch Neck Whine Dog-wanting-death complicity This, the story of our Bold Fearless Mutt: "Whiskey" R.I.P. Whiskey O' Connell 1987 - 2001 ...Small dog, big attitude. I was asked along to this 2-day workshop of a Nell Gwynn play in the making. I was only delighted to be asked as I love Nell Gwynn and I love working with Jessica Swale who directed me in "The House of Special Purpose" at RADA in October 2011. She is developing a play about Nell Gwynn and needed actors to read aloud some of her scenes. It was so enjoyable and I met lots of new and wonderful people.
I was asked by Anna Olson Nugent, to be a part of a performed script read-through of a new police t.v. series called "Archangel" by Lindsay Sedgwick. It is an excellent script. To give you an idea of what it is about: it could be likened to a female Irish version of "Cracker". The episode we read is called "The Changeling" and is about child-murder and abduction. I read the part of 'Amy Johnson', an innocent, simple-minded young woman that inadvertently gets herself caught up in the police investigation.
I knew Anna from a show I did years ago called, "The Glory of Living" for her company AboutFace. She has since moved back to the States so it was lovely to meet her and alot of the old gang that had worked on "The Glory of Living" again. The read-through took place tonight at The Lab, Foley Street and alot of industry professionals came along who very much enjoyed the piece. It was a fantastic night and a great success. Happy Happy New Year Everyone!!! Love to one & all! Hope you have a great party! As for me I'm off to Block T to have a right aul rollicking night of fun & frollicks!
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AuthorMy name is Maureen O' Connell but everyone calls me "Mo". I'm an Irish actress. I write and make films also. I am the author of all poetry and creative writing on this blog and the copyright of which is owned by me- unless otherwise stated. I've just graduated with a BA from the 3 year Acting Course at RADA, London. Have a gander round the website at your leisure! Cheers, Mo Archives
February 2021
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