Alison McCrossan
alison-mc.bsky.social
Alison McCrossan
@alison-mc.bsky.social
Paints for the pure joy hobby of it. Writes poetry and fiction-hard working and persistent it seems. Writing in Southword, Orbis, Prole, The Honest Ulsterman, Abridged, Stand, Anthropocene, elsewhere. LL, The National Poetry Comp. SL, Bridport
haha, moi?
January 1, 2026 at 9:31 PM
coz their cute as a bird and have a red hue as does the robin on its breast, maybe a robin visited you the day you chose each other.
December 23, 2025 at 5:23 PM
tree on edge 😀

#solstice
December 21, 2025 at 7:49 PM
happy sostice, beautiful misty damp morning that it was.
December 21, 2025 at 6:58 PM
December 16, 2025 at 6:49 PM
mid december ferns
December 11, 2025 at 8:50 AM
December 8, 2025 at 8:08 PM
Dad died August this year. Brightest morning star I had ever seen was out. If I was to believe it would be in this. I wrote a poem prior to his death regarding the inevitable, the wind down, in which he is a metaphorical star. Sounds corny, but it's prob my best received poem. 👇 Morn Moon. Hi Dad!
December 6, 2025 at 6:45 PM
Sometimes a golden oldie is needed. Although with various big looming changes, I'm chicken shit, not uplifted. But I'm a drama queen when it comes to stepping out of comfort zones. Apparantly, contrary to what their job interviews would lead you to believe 😁, a lot of people ARE flaky around change👇
November 29, 2025 at 7:35 PM
November 28, 2025 at 6:35 PM
November 21, 2025 at 7:55 PM
today's lonely offering. Is there anybody out there?
November 15, 2025 at 6:50 PM
Today's offering
October 26, 2025 at 7:53 PM
NASA no commenting due to cuts. Fortunate or unfortunate. We shall see I guess.

Here's a flower.
October 23, 2025 at 4:49 PM
Autumn. Go forth and be a witch.
October 17, 2025 at 7:22 AM
Some study suggests random interactions can lift people. Today, a man I talk to from around the place (in his eighties, fascinating story teller) remembered a chat, pulled a folded newspaper page from his pocket. An upmarket dating site, still, his intentions were sound. An improbable sky, yet.....
October 6, 2025 at 7:46 PM
Black and white cat. A once regular visitor returned today. Happy.
September 27, 2025 at 7:33 PM
Just hanging out on a misty morning, chilling.
September 23, 2025 at 11:12 AM
August 20, 2025 at 6:49 PM
“One day, everyone will have always been against this.” - Omar El Akkad.
July 20, 2025 at 7:03 PM
The sea The sea, funny what you draw from a book (Iris Murdoch), always vividly remember the description of stones and pebbles in particular
April 8, 2025 at 8:24 AM
#BlueSkyArtShow #Arch

Ruins of gunpowder mill, Ballincollig, Cork.

#photograph
March 30, 2025 at 6:30 PM
#BlueSkyArtShow #Arch

Ruins of gunpowder mill, Ballincollig, Cork.

#painting
March 30, 2025 at 6:29 PM
the horse chestnut, soon to set candle-blossoms alight
March 30, 2025 at 5:26 PM
and breathe......
March 23, 2025 at 9:12 PM