Category Archives: Poetry

Between Gales (January 2015)

You wake to deep grey darkness. No spark to lighten your tentative walk to the kitchen trying to avoid the curled up dog. Communication utilities are dead. But then the comfort of candles, of a roaring fire, a coffee with … Continue reading

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A letter to a dead Scot deeply concerned about tradition

In NIGHT FALLS ON ARDNAMURCHAN (*) Alasdair Maclean says: “For a culture to be worthy of the name, for it to succour natives rather than entertain tourists or entertain those who, in cultural matters, are but tourists in their own … Continue reading

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Hebridean

So she went for a visit to the Islands, bought a ticket and rattled through great scenery. A friend picked her up at the station. The sky was blue the journey pleasant and by the time they reached Broadford the … Continue reading

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Sunday morning

‘Will you come with me to the beach?’ ‘No,’ she said, ‘I have to make myself ready for church.’ So, I walk alone, only me and my dog and God.   It is a sunny late September Sunday, mild and … Continue reading

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Telegraphic poles

  along the roads on our isles                            they really should stand straight and in one line but as your eye travels the pattern          … Continue reading

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Valentine day’s choice of colours

with a poem by Peter Kerr there is a softness in the late-afternoon sky the pale pastel palette suffused with a subtle chalkiness that merges the lightest of blues with lemon-highlights left behind by the departing sun these lying between the hinted gentle greys that grow in depth within … Continue reading

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My poem of the month

a poem by RUMI, a 13th-century Persian Muslim poet, jurist, theologian, and Sufi mystic. (A very free interpretation by myself. If somebody knows the English translation, please, let me know) ************************************************************************************ Beloved, I offered myself to you in the scent … Continue reading

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