Thursday, February 26, 2009

frae the brig
swans soom intae ma sheddae
...beek ma hert

from the bridge
swans swim into my shadow
...warm my heart

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

twa muins:
the watter

two moons:
the river

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

speuggies hunker
scuffin heids -
Voar inches in

sparrows sit
touching heads -
Spring inches in

Monday, February 23, 2009

derk wuid
throuch thrawn brainches, craw -
set o a wutch's bunnet

dark wood
through crooked branches, crow -
shape of a witch's hat

Friday, February 20, 2009

a maw
weirin intil -
a hauf-mindit sang

a gull
slowly approaching -
a half-remembered song

Thursday, February 19, 2009

on the burn
a riven scrieve -
the hern unconcernt

on the stream
a torn-up letter -
the heron unconcerned

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

craw on the lum:
voar tirl
daffin wi'ts fedders

crow on the chimney:
spring breeze
playing with its feathers

Monday, February 16, 2009

Sabbath -
the priest in's green vestments
the daffins in thairs

Sunday -
the priest in his green vestments
the daffodils in theirs
frae heichest brainches
craws' muckle stramash:
Voar weirin intil?

from highest branches
crows' great commotion:
Spring approaching?
larach o
the auld jazz club:
binweed tooters

site of
the old jazz club:
convolvulus trumpets

Friday, February 13, 2009

bi the tod's bourie:

by the fox's den:

Thursday, February 12, 2009

snaw on the aipple tree -
tosie i thair buds
the aipples

snow on the apple tree -
warm in their buds
the apples

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

the perk fou
o forleetit snawmen

the park full
of abandoned snowmen

Monday, February 09, 2009

throuch the fite carse
the burn's bleck straik:

through the white landscape
the stream's black stroke:

Sunday, February 08, 2009

fou muin -
the midnicht express
thunnerin throuch

full moon -
the midnight express
thundering through

Friday, February 06, 2009

i the hedgeraw:
the glentin
o speuggies

in the hedgerow:
the twinkling
of sparrows

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

he fussles i the snaw
maks on his steeks'r ski poles

he whistles in the snow
pretends his sticks are ski poles

Sunday, February 01, 2009

the auld fir:
yin green sheddae
on the burn

the old pine:
one green shadow
on the stream