rottan an craw

teug o weirin

wi a deid chookie

rat and crow

tug of warring

with a dead chicken

Burn's nicht  -

haggis an neeps

tatties an shoogly legs

Burn's night  -

haggis and turnips

potatoes and wobbly legs

blowster Eowyn

agin the winnock

...a hird's huifs

storm Eowyn  

against the window

...a herd's hooves

( Eowyn  -  horse lover)

freest agane  -

i the ghaistly gairden

girss stauns on en

frost again  -

in the ghostly garden

grass stands on end

hame wi'r new hurkle-bane  

he sneds a slae brainch  -

a limb tae mak'r stieve

home with her new hip-bone  

he cuts a blackthorn branch  -

a limb to steady her

doverin,

heid on a concrete pillae

...hameless bunnle

asleep,

head on a concrete pillow

...homeless bundle

on freestit girss

heroin needles

an spuins

on frosted grass

heroin needles

and spoons

hivvie snaw

driftin

swans

heavy snow

drifting

swans

frost  -

the plainstanes glentin

a bodach chitterin

frost  -

the pavement sparkling

an old man shivering

freesty mornin  -

the hern fushin

the bodach's dreepin neb

frosty morning  -

the heron fishing

the old man's dripping nose

boxing day  

tuimness, quate  -

anely the coot waffs's bunt

boxing day  

emptiness, silence  -

only the coot waves his tail

the day on the tree

anither gee-gaw

...crescent muin

today on the tree

another ornament

...crescent moon

 Yule  -

cairryin hame the bubbly jock

reestin tae mait the deuks

Christmas  -

carrying home the turkey

stopping to feed the ducks

on the lintel

a fou muin

sheens frae a bing o clinks

on the mantlepiece

a full moon

shines from a pile of coins

daw lift  -

the burn

alowe

dawn sky  -

the stream

on fire

Advent caunle  -

anither inch o licht

i the derkness

Advent candle  -

another inch of light

in the darkness

owernicht thowe  -

the snawman's

on the rin

overnight thaw -

the snowman's

on the run

 frae the hossie winnock

cluds gaither  -

sall we cry thaim a waeness?

from the hospital window

clouds gather  -

shall we call them a sadness?

Yestreen

a gliskit ma faither's haun

raxin oot frae ma ain

last night

I glimpsed  my father's hand

stretching out from my own

scrievers' jam  -

nae maitter hou monie tymes

the swan hauds by

writers' block  -

no matter how many times

the swan passes by