Tag: poetry
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Rain
Rain. Rain. The endless rain.I couldn’t sleep for the rain.Falling on the window, on the door.Leaking through the roof,dripping in pots in the hallway.I had to move the bed, cos it was below a leak.The water mark on the ceiling getting bigger as the days…
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Ayrshire Light
I was dreaming last night.About you.And me. We were walking to our house, under the Scottish sun.Its warmth.Light. Ayrshire light. Leading us home. We walked hand in hand. The house sat on its own.In a clear, empty field.An endless sky above, clouds rolling across its deep…
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Last Stand
The day is fading. Shadows growing. Across an empty room. Cold air drifting. Ghosts in the hallway. Calling out your name. Some things are better left. Ashes in the wind. I’m out there. Searching. Still. A last stand on this page, or close up the…
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Blue Train #23
I woke early before the dawn. First train. It’s quiet. Beat the commuters. I’m travelling. Moving. Through the Scottish countryside. Through the minutes, hours. The day. Sun comes up. Splits the clear blue winter sky. Darkness slips away. The day holds promise. Purpose. I press…
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Christmas Flu
Everyone in my house had the Christmas Flu last year. It’s cold outside, minus three,but my temperature’s busting the mercury,flu at Christmas, what’s the chances,no mistletoe and no dances. Family is on the way, turn the car around,feel like I’m six feet underground.I’d love to…
