Conor Darrall

Joined June 2021

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Short stories, poetry and some burble . Irish traditional musician, medieval swords guy, draoi and strange egg. Bipolar/ADD/CPTSD/Brain Damage. Currently querying my novel 'The Forgotten 47' - @conordarrall / www.conordarrall.com

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the scalding cry
Two nights of keening, I watch, cold-gripped, the third moon. The Banshee visits.
By Conor Darrall3 months ago in Poets
Pax Umbrae
I know by chance of lands akin to these, That on a darkling plane do co-abide. (A sadness lingering on every breeze, The touch of frost and loss one feels inside.)
By Conor Darrall3 months ago in Poets
The Evening Trail
(for Æ) -- So close, the loamy air, Inside, I linger, trusting Loss to sail across the Evening waves. Goodbye to Now friend, now love,
By Conor Darrall3 months ago in Poets
The Void Within
I used to think myself a troubled soul, Who needed love to help him grow in light. I know now there's a dreadful sunken hole;
By Conor Darrall3 months ago in Poets
Tectonics after Night Terrors
I kept a dreaming feeling in my heart, While all the facts encouraged me to grieve. How could they ever dream I would depart,
By Conor Darrall3 months ago in Poets
After Dinner
Creeping, deadened, weight, Icy poison swallows me Only my eyes move
By Conor Darrall4 months ago in Poets
A Necessary Evil
A ‘necessary evil’, I heard it called once. People tended to make a judgment in those days, make everything into an either-or, black-white, hoo-haw.
By Conor Darrall9 months ago in Longevity
"Possiblement, possiblement," said the Clockwork Servant
It’s the robo-topic de jour, and it’s a complete flash in the pan - the sheer amount of AI shite in our fiction atm. It’s like some necrotic jungle plant that has you halfway down its sickly sweet death-pipe before you realise that the short story you’re reading is just a bit…weird. A bit shit.
By Conor Darrall11 months ago in Futurism
Later, so
"Find me, find me,” I heard upon the wind. That voice from some drunk night smoking corner, that nook of fearsweat and flirtation as
By Conor Darrall11 months ago in Poets
Everwar
Praythee, hark. You have come for a tale, and we have quaffed a peltful of ale. . . (That rhymes, what joy!) and the lot falls to Us to tell the tale of Palandrus. Of the desperate battle. Of the loss of our planetary system. We must talk of our people. We must remember. For the lost.
By Conor Darrallabout a year ago in Chapters
at length evening comes. Runner-Up in Villanelle Challenge.
Where landscape steals from steel-cold, frozen, cloud, A smoky glen, with gentle, noble sheep; I greet the dead with nods and smiles, aloud.
By Conor Darrall2 years ago in Poets
Farewell to the Houseguest . Top Story - December 2023. Content Warning.
for Æ...go deo, and for anyone who needs to read it. What a simple wee ruse, just to lay down the tools, I had clutched in my Hands,
By Conor Darrall2 years ago in Psyche

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the scalding cry

Pax Umbrae

The Evening Trail

The Void Within

Tectonics after Night Terrors

After Dinner

A Necessary Evil

"Possiblement, possiblement," said the Clockwork Servant

Later, so

Everwar

at length evening comes. Runner-Up in Villanelle Challenge.

Farewell to the Houseguest . Top Story - December 2023. Content Warning.

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