The Lassie Tae Her Disca Winch (A warnin’ sprung fae remembrances eh the poet).

Sometimes when a lass heads oot She likes tae pit hersel’ aboot An’ git aff wae a big braw boay; Tall, dark and strong. However lassies, listen weel Tae ma wee song. Fur aften when yir staunin’ there, Wae his … Continue reading

The Heart and the Mirror

The woman returns to herself; Sitting to disarm with stroke and sweep. Her likeness is ghoulish in a glassy pool. Stained lips part in the half light: “This is all I am”. Terrible portal. She pours herself inside But her … Continue reading

Cheers (Fur Aw That).

Jings, a don’t ken whit tae say Aboot whit’s happened since Sunday Ah’ve ne’er bin sae pleased in aw ma puff. Am strugglin’ tae fin’ words that say “Thankyou” enough. Naeb’dy hud an oabligation Tae share ma wee poem roon’ … Continue reading

Tae A Selfie (A “broad Scots” poem inspired by the work of Robert Burns).

(Oan takin’ a hunner fur Facebook an’ postin’ when pished). Oh my Goad, am feelin’ great; Aff tae the dance flair tae gyrate. Oor kitchen’s lookin’ like a sea Of glam an’ glitter. A hawd oan tae ma bevvy ticht … Continue reading