Wednesday, September 30, 2009

abuin
a wizzent shank
the peerie bairn's smirk




above
a withered stalk
the tiny child's smile

Saturday, September 26, 2009

cluds riven -
on the burn
blae cloots




clouds torn apart -
on the stream
blue patches

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

cicadas
deepenin
the wuid's lown




cicadas
deepening
the forest's silence

(3rd place sketchbook kukai: cicadas)
efter the fleed:
treen hingit
wi fremmit flourish




after the flood:
trees hung
with strange blossom
jazz club
dung doon -
the wund greetin-faced




jazz club
demolished -
the wind moaning

Monday, September 21, 2009

leaf snaggit
on a wab-threid -
hairst draigon




leaf caught
on a web-thread -
autumn kite

Friday, September 18, 2009

brustin throuch a wab:
the postie
bringin uncos




bursting through a web:
the postman
bringing news

Thursday, September 17, 2009

efter
the delvin's duin:
furst Reid Rab




after
the digging's done:
a first robin

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

hingin on blae weengs
the hern draps
intae the makar's mind




hanging on blue wings
the heron drops
into the poet's mind

Monday, September 14, 2009

aff tae weir:
his dwinin set
bouk o a bullet hole




off to war:
his fading shape
size of a bullet hole

Thursday, September 10, 2009

i the dentist's
wytin chaumer:
a gawpin reid rose




in the dentist's
waiting room:
a gaping red rose

Friday, September 04, 2009

dubs:
makkin a jeegsaw
o the lift




puddles:
making a jigsaw
of the sky
weet agane -
snail an son
sloom athort the winnock




rain again -
snail and son
chasse across the window

Thursday, September 03, 2009

traffic scooryin -
dubs lowp
clap tae bygaun fowk




traffic racing -
puddles leap
cling to passers-by
dreich day -
lairnin tae yaise'r wand
the blin cailleach's smirk
spreids




dull day -
learning to use her cane
the blind lady's smile
spreads

Wednesday, September 02, 2009

fou muin
...ma tae keeks oot
frae a rive i ma hose




full moon
...my toe peeps out
from a hole in my sock
sneddin buddleia -
the midden
snowkin douce




pruning buddleia -
the compost heap
smelling sweet