They stop you
on your way
down a worn path.

A seclude copse
of twisted trees,
storm blasted,

yet beautiful,
in their deformity,
in their stubbornness.

They beckon you,
they force you to
acknowledge them,

to guess their age,
to wonder how life
can sometimes defy.

You pass on,
but you will return,
and they will remain,


Derek Ross

By photos,poetry and haiku by Derek Ross

I am a photographer/ poet from Dumfries in South West Scotland. I concentrate on minimalist images and prefer using an iPhone these days. As far as my writing is concerned, I usually write short poems (some in Scots dialect), hence my interest in haiku and related forms.


  1. Wonderfully produced images, Derek. Quite stunning, actually. And I don’t think you should have any doubts about the poem – I really like its simply and straightforwardly expressed depth.

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