Snowflakes flutter down and land on my head like confetti Reminding me of the day we became joined in matrimonial bliss. Your eyes shone like sapphires as you glided along in your wedding dress Not just the centre of everyone’s attention, but for me, the centre of the universe. We sealed the promise of till-death-do-us-part …
A True Friend If I could catch a rainbow I would do it just for you. And share with you it’s beauty On the days you’re feeling blue. If I could build a mountain You could call your very own. A place to find serenity A place to be alone. If I could take your …
Desiderata Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud …
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the …
Leaves are scattered on the ground Like tears in the rain They make no sound The breeze blows kisses Sweetly and gently Calming my mind as I am reminiscing
The wild winter wind blows down the hills and across the glens. It bites my face fiercely with a nettle-like sting, but the feeling is negligible, because as each gust blows, it blows me closer, closer to your door. Inside the fire burns in the hearth and in my heart and the flickering flames light …
The cold wind blows on the back of neck Sending a shiver down my spine The lone piper plays Flowers of the Forest As I stand in the crematorium garden, Knowing I have lost everything that was mine. The colour of the sky is a murky shade of grey The colour of my heart …
Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold fast to dreams For when dreams go Life is a barren field Frozen with snow.
Have you tasted the bitterness of tears of despair? Have you watched the sun sink through such pale, balmless air that your soul sought its shell like a crab on a beach, then scuttled inside to be safe, out of reach? Might I lift you tonight from earth’s wreckage and damage on these waves …
Coronavirus Thoughts – from January 2021 The rain runs down my face, But it does not wash away The look of anguish, that has Formed like a furrowed field. My voluntary solitary, has Become involuntary isolation, And I feel the need to break free And roam in the winter weather. The virus, like a plague, …
Ae* Fond Kiss Ae fond kiss, and then we sever; Ae fareweel, and then for ever! Deep in heart-wrung tears I’ll pledge thee, Warring sighs and groans I’ll wage thee. Who shall say that Fortune grieves him, While the star of hope she leaves him? Me, nae cheerful twinkle lights me; Dark despair around benights …
Soft was the snow that fluttered all around you And cascaded gently onto your hair and face. Moist were your lips from the occasional snowflake That floated into the opening between us, Before we resumed our passionate embrace.
Years have trailed past like clouds over a country, And they’ll never return, for they’re gone forever, And I no longer enjoy such light endeavour As the magic of folk songs or the land of faery Which as a child filled me with wonder, Not quite understood yet meaning so much to me, And …
The solitary bird sings On this quiet and sunny day, I have everything I need Except friends that could not stay. The life cycle trundles on Auld Lang Syne has been sung, We toast a new beginning As the new day has just begun. I have travelled arduous miles To arrive at this stage …
Deep and dark was the night that descended upon me No light, no tunnel, no sound Your love had evaporated Into another solar dimension No heat, no appetite, no rebound I thought we were walking To the beat of our hearts No more, no hope, no inbound I will start at the beginning again …
The Saltire and Lion Rampant Flutter in the cool summer breeze, As we march to the slow drum Underneath the sunlit trees. We are here to honour The passing of one of our own, A good and honourable friend Who has departed for home. He has taken the low road* And will be in Scotland …
The shadow of the crow glides over the loch, Salmon propel themselves rapidly upstream. The blackcock are burbling on the breeding ground And small groups of roe deer can be seen. The dawn’s sunlight spreads into corners, Lighting up the darkness of the land And casting rays upon the malevolence, That seeps into the …
She lived a life of solitude She lived a life in vain She lived a life in which there was A strong ongoing pain She had no friends on which to lean And cry her problems to She had no friends to give her love And hope and kindness too She thought about …
Sometime at eve when the tide is low, I shall slip my moorings and sail away, With no response to a friendly hail, In the silent hush of the twilight pale, When the night stoops down to embrace the day And the voices call in the water’s flow. Sometime at eve when the tide …
A chieftain, to the Highlands bound, Cries, “Boatman, do not tarry! And I’ll give thee a silver pound To row us o’er the ferry!”– “Now, who be ye, would cross Lochgyle, This dark and stormy weather?” “O, I’m the chief of Ulva’s isle, And this, Lord Ullin’s daughter.– “And fast before her father’s men Three …
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