Autumn Moods
Summer fadesTo autumn coloursOf redsAnd goldsAnd brownsAnd fallen leavesThe nights draw inThe fires litBring warmthTo cooling morningsAnd evenings long conversationsDraw […]
Poem
Passing By
How many years have these stonesHere stood?Mute watchers of hurrying seasonsHere where once lived voices’Neath turf and heather roofedLie now
A life reborn (Some thoughts at Tushielaw)
Eagles cry, eagles hauntAbove moorlandOf grouseAnd heatherAnd lifeMyriad sheep trod pathsLead me deeperInto this delightful, deceptive freedomOn the edgeOf my
The shadows that we cast – Three poems in one
The shadows that we castOn lifeAre transient fleetingGhosts of what might have beenAnd then they changeTo what we have becomeThe
I am a man unique
I am a man unique,Unequalled, untouchableWretchedIntolerant of a tolerant, toothless worldMade impotent by mirthless mediocrityI am a man uniqueScreaming to
American Maize
“It’s not as good as ours” he saidWe stand looking at new brought trailer loadOf Yankee maize viewed under azure
A walk along a river bank
Through the chill mist comes the honk of lonely gooseFrom an island over in the streamSomewhere out of viewIn the
