KINGS CAVE, ISLE OF ARRAN i Gouged lang afore this battered isle Wis ga’en a name tae caa its ain, The caves o the King gape like wounds Cut deep intae Arran’s armoured side. Here, generations o men hae carved Thir mark intae sanstane waas. Here, time hides in the dark, darin aa Tae enter… Continue reading Scots Poems
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Poetry
Paths I am walking along familiar paths, listening to bird song drifting down from the same old sky. Yet, there is a change in the air, a shift, a new old same old. Beneath that tree, a broken shell, a feather. Winter Jetty There is a beauty In the cold, In the white loch, In… Continue reading Poetry