‘Valkyrie’ Kerry Kelly is a multi-graduate, wife and mum of five. She lives in Mayo, Ireland and writing is her passion. She is a philanthropist and philosopher and does not shy away from expressing both exceptional beauty and deep controversy. Kerry has had poetry published in Peeking Cat, TigerShark, Plum Tree Tavern, Eskimo Pie, Love Letters, Wicked Words and 19,751 Words. Her short stories have appeared in Paragraph Planet, Entropy Squared and Short Break Fiction. Kerry’s debut as an editor proved highly successful with Stan and Ellen’s Grand Opus reaching Number One in the Chapbook Charts.
The Haunting Seas
From tropical shores of lush green,
Horse-shoed with pearly sands and coral,
The fishing boat departs.
Following the line of the horizon,
And guided by nautical charts,
I travel into the haunting seas.
Such tempests forewarned as tornadoes rise,
Twisting between waves high on tendrils,
Crests so tall and nightmarishly still,
Threatening in the haunting waters.
Forcing through as darkness sinks,
Echoing garish hues of midnight grey,
Splashing on the up thrust of each showery tower.
Onwards my Davidian raft crawls,
As rushes of foam flows down each turret.
Lesser breakers hurtle the craft so small.
Such tornadoes dance and whirl cruelly,
A ballet of exquisite, terrifying beauty,
Spinning so proud, nightmarish gaits,
Threatening in the haunting straights.
Through the gloom shines an alien light,
Beckoning victims to strange shores.
Unexpectedly thrust up onto rocky shingle,
Where two identical nymphs play in clear liquid.
Dressed in pale blue, wan white hair to match,
And eyes so piercing, ringed in cobalt.
Such innocent beauty as the creature descends,
Tanned leathers, wizened face, outlandish,
Goggled eyes, a shark in the ocean,
Threatening the sprites maliciously.
An ark appears, wooden and over-bearing,
Hope springs for the girls so afraid.
They clamber on board to escape their pursuer,
To be met by other trackers desiring their gifts.
A secret enchantment, as the twins speak wordlessly.
In fear they sprint spritely to the aft and dive again.
Such fearsome hunters, hideous in appearance, alien,
Litter the shores in search. I look yonder.
Colourful villa doors open instantaneously,
Haunting portals slam shut simultaneously.
Stopped for questioning on the matter,
Beyond my comprehension, but the hybrid enquires.
I have no knowledge to impart and escape.
Taking breath in a rock pool, leaning on coral,
Movement behind my back, I turn cautiously,
Under weeds and gravel a pink eye stares hauntingly.
Such terror drove the nymphs to immerse like crabs,
Suffocating beneath the tides eyes stinging in salt,
My hand moves and the petrified eye follows,
Hauntingly they live stifling, dying.
Attempts to dig prove futile, injuring the lone eye,
Predators enshroud me, unable to see,
The angels protect their gift, willing to die.
Bubbles rise without panic, but fear espies.
I am returned to my vessel, haunted by the single eye.
Into the deep once more I flow, to be lost eternally.
Such guilt and helplessness binds my soul,
Such horror troubles my whirlwind mind,
Such blackness engulfs, the tendrils break,
Spilling the haunting wave over me.
In unchartered territory I float,
Ghost ship as dimensions meet,
A sea legend.
A damned soul.
Threatening in the haunting seas.
My new story is available HERE
Bayley’s story ‘A Bad Escape’ was accepted by Entropy and can be found HERE
Travel Photos; Mayo, Ireland
It has been a busy day. In addition to finalising Bayley Kelly’s anthology, editing and designing the cover, Declan Dekkie Kelly and I have also made a substantial cultural contribution to the Irish Heritage Society and the Irish National Museum. This includes poetry and photography largely relating to Mayo. Hopefully this will be accepted and sometime in the future people may look back and view our work as a piece of history.
I have shared some pics of Mayo below
I am really proud to say that the selected photographic portfolio of landscape and heritage images taken by Declan and I have been accepted for publication by the Irish Heritage Society who were ‘delighted’ with them. What a fantastic anniversary gift; to have our joint project accepted by a national publisher and heritage body!
The War of Walls by Bayley Kelly
One hundred years in the future a time machine is built. Scientists send the machine back to get native Americans, cowboys and dragons.
The English side with the Native Americans and the Americans with the cowboys. The English build a wall. Using; jeeps, tanks and planes they fight for six years. The cowboys break the wall, but lose the war.
After the war a resistance forms and is sent to New York to disable the tanks controlling the security building which houses the president. Some get away, some are killed.
The President’s last personal, best fighter is promoted to General.
One Hundred years in the future a time machine is built to enlist war troops. After the resistance, America was angry as the resistance killed. The Americans hijacked a plane, so the English grabbed an attack plane. The American General said,
‘We can’t shoot it down!’ His Major had an idea.
The Major said,
‘Go above the plane and drop soldiers on it!’ The General said to the Major,
‘You are right.’ As the hijacked plane flew he pushed the Major onto the attack plane. The Major’s team took out all of the enemy and both war planes landed safely.
(Originally published by Entropy2)