the bodach's no weel  -

gowan an yalla gowan

gaither in's gairden

the old man is unwell  -

daisies and buttercups

gather in his garden

unner the auld tree

she dovers...waukens...dovers

...fawin chirries

under the old tree

she dozes...wakens...dozes

...falling cherries

mercat day  -

the eydent eemigrant

in borraed buits

market day  -

the hard-working immigrant

in borrowed  boots

still life  -

roses hae taen ower

the cairver's yaird

still life  -

roses have taken over

the sculptors yard

clare licht

throuch the stainit gless

...oor holographic  lives

clear light 

through the stained glass

...our holographic lives

modren jazz

on the piazza

...crans' doitit flichts

modern jazz

on the piazza

...swifts' crazy flights

tentie o'r taes

daffin amang thirsels

aw throuch Mass

watching her toes

playing amongst themselves

all through Mass

unner a crescent muin...

croissants

fir twa

under a crescent moon...

croissants

for two

meyflees  -

troot rejyce

an lowp throuch hoops

mayflies  -

trout rejoice

and leap through hoops

the bodach  -

his white baird, his skatebrod

his smeddum!

the old man  -

his white beard, his skateboard

his courage!

 nestin on ma lum

a maw

fite as reek

nesting on my chimney

a gull

white as smoke

pasturin agane  -

the lown leid

o coo-bells

pasturing again  -

the peaceful language

of  cow-bells

nivver shair:

is't freest

or faw'n gean flourish?

never sure:

is it frost

or fallen cherry blossom?

hameless

hapt in's ain airms

...loo'd in's dwam

homeless

wrapped in his own arms

...loved in his dream

bleezin sin  -

93 mullion mile awa

pish-the-beds ruisin

blazing sun  -

93 million miles away

dandelions praising

Tour De France  

stramash 

...sinbrust o spokes

Tour De France  

crash 

... sunburst of spokes

the maukie

prees ma haun  -

auld mait, he flees aff

the bluebottle

tastes my hand  -

old meat, he flies off

auld pit fou'd in

a meedie nou  -  a bummer

hings tapsalteerie, trauchlin

old mine filled in

a meadow now  -  a bee hangs

upside down, toiling

burd it the winnock  -

granny'd

thraw'r hauns aw nicht

bird at the window  -

grandmother

would wring her hands all night

Guid Friday  -

bygaun the steadin

...hemmert brods

Good Friday  -

passing the building site

...hammered nails