New podcast 04/08/21

another ramble from me while campervaning in Scotland!–And-knees-e15f0ib A new poem! Contemplations on power of nature! A hunner yards fae meThe seagulls squabbleA  squirrel’s oan the prowl!A nakit wuman showers!In her power showerAh don’t want to sound odd!She needs a bigger towel!The trees bend and weaveFight against  the breezeClouds form and rollAn tumble roonContinue reading “New podcast 04/08/21”

The spell of early morning.

The spell of early morning I awake to bird songSwifts all the way from AfricaDance and dart aboveA squirrel scurries with intent I creak and groan like floorboards The cat stirs from slumberHer food bowl callsnot before  fur rearrangedA girl has to look her best         I transfixed by nature stirring Auld reekie  in dawnContinue reading “The spell of early morning.”

On the passing of an old friend.

Oh what a boy I heard the news he’d passedStill a warrior of class and hopeI shed a tear for his youthFire and spirit He was gone! Old comrades despairedSome sung songsOthers raised a glassTo this fighter of working class He was gone! Brave they saidThis was true!Cheeky and funI said remembering He was gone!Continue reading “On the passing of an old friend.”

The butterfly effect

If they didn’t have incubators in 61If mammy hadn’t chased the nunsIf Oswald couldn’t fire a gunMail lai might never burnIf Ferdinand wasn’t vainNo anzac slaughterOr those black dogsIf Hitler got a serious wound in the firstWould crystal nacht no happenNo secret pacts in WarsawThe Zionists now denyShowers would just washOvens just bake breadNo JewishContinue reading “The butterfly effect”