Whisper through the air of time Closed eyes With a smile divine Imagine A life beside Your own Too much To cope With Whisper little children So many alone Closed eyes They wistfully Dream Imagine A life beside Their own They wait And hope For Whisper to ourselves We can Open eyes Brave heart Make a difference [...]
April 11, 2011 By Leave a Comment
Spring In The Air – Poem
Open your eyes The day has begun A new season around With senses abound No nip in the air Birds sing And search For a home Off the ground Away from Sharp teeth Fit for New life We smile And rise With a spring In our step The promise The beginnings Like nature We follow [...]
February 12, 2011 By Leave a Comment
“Belonging” Doric Poem
In twa thoosan an eliven We’ll mind it fir life Iss wis yon year wi muckle bleed Fir thae fa canna stann up fir themsels Oor cooncil took awa their aid An’ll mak em wait fir yeers oan end Bairns wi needs canna find help Stuffed intae skewls thit canna cope An admittin it noo [...]
January 21, 2011 By 2 Comments
“Burns Nicht” (Doric Poem for Robert Burns “Burns Night”)
Hive ye iver wonnered fit thon Burns Nicht wis a aboot, an fit they did. Read oan fir hoo them that likes tae celebrate Rabbie Burns birthday wi a supper dae it. Eence mair comes roon the 25th, the birthday o the baird Fir Rabbie’s supper eence agin, the tartan clamored laird A ower the [...]
January 17, 2011 By 2 Comments
Look at me, what do you see? (Poem for Autism & Brain Damage)
I look around, my eyes cast down Don’t look straight at me, my eyes can’t bear to meet I may smile and pretend, that I like you as a friend But inside I roar, unable to take any more The noise is too much, and the crowds far to close You just don’t see, how [...]
January 7, 2011 By 2 Comments
It’s Windy Today – Ditty / Poem – May Offend
My son asked me to help write something little for him to do a ditty on wind !!!!!!! I was going to pretend that I did not have a hand in this AT ALL, but I know my blog readers can take it!! Teetering off before anyone thinks I wrote it all. There once was a boy [...]
January 3, 2011 By 2 Comments
“Fars Me Smacherry” Doric Poem
Ah wint fir me sweets, at ah bocht is morning An e shelf wis strippit bare, nithing at a Ah kint ah’d bocht em, it wis in Tesco ye ken At a chose fit a like, an picked choclit eclairs Ah bawled on ma bairns, t see far the wir Naebdy came runnin, so ah wint [...]
December 30, 2010 By 1 Comment
“Flooer wi a Wish” New Year Doric Poem for all my friends with the English Translation
Fir a oor freens fae ower e warld (For all our friends, all over the world) Fir abody wi ken (For everyone we know) Ah’m wishin ye a gran new year (I’m wishing you all a great New Year) Oor freens are a wi hiv (Our friends are all we have) Lets nae tak ony crabbit [...]
December 28, 2010 By Leave a Comment
“A Braw New Year” Doric Hogmanay Poem
Wir waitin fir the end o the month Fir oan the thirtae first its a oer An a new year wi us a cheerin n kissin As we a ring em bells, an kiss baith loons an quines rosy chiks Haudin up twa strings ae misseltow, ower fa ye like Ye a ken fit a [...]
December 19, 2010 By Leave a Comment
“Shhhhh fir Santa” Christmas Doric Poem
It’ll seen be time fir christmas Time fir abody tae say Hud yer weesht, it’s gettin late Shut them peepers at end o the day But, seen as yer ma’s heids hits e hay Ye teeter oot o yer covers an mair Yer lugs wirk sae hard, they shiver An hush as ye go, near [...]
December 18, 2010 By 2 Comments
“Snow” Christmas Doric Poem
Wi thon muckle flurries, ah watch oot ma windae Yon white draps, wi wee crystals aboot em An ah dream o yon year, fan ah wis a quine A lass wi a bin liner, slidin doon nigg bay slopes We’d nowt on oor hauns, and sookit feet The caul nivver entered intae oor heids Thinkin [...]
November 5, 2010 By 1 Comment
“Scrievin Maist Weel”
Wir scrievin mad, maist still tae dae Wi fifti thoosan wirds tae fill Ah’m a fifth doon sae far tae gang Wi a heart gaun boom, its rare ye see Fir efter at, mair wirk wi wirds Tae move at draft an find a hoose It’s scrievers month an wir writin in fury Dinna gibber [...]
