avian timepiece…

cuckoo’s waking daybreak call

heralds gulls and terns

to flight

 

time and tide sail past before

lights-out is thrummed

by snipe

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six miles high…

contrail cleaves the space

between

a pair of dusking clouds

 

for crack of sunlight

to disturb

the silent fall of night

Happy Christmas!

I had a lovely surprise in the mail today with the arrival of the latest of my works published by Poems-For-All.  They are the wee trilogy rain-drift… and the first piece from that trio published as a card in The Edinburgh Inch series.

Many thanks to PfA for these new additions – they will be scattered like seeds!

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poems in place (and one out-of-place)…

It’s now more than two years since I installed my poems in place project in North Uist and, as they enter their third Hebridean winter, the plaques have exceeded all expectation and continue to function as intended.

However, one of them has been on a bit of a journey since its creation and non-installation. It took part in a UAA Open Exhibition at Taigh Chearsabhagh Museum and Art Gallery then I gave it to a friend in Cheesebay. It sat in his garden for several months before becoming swapped erroneously with another plaque, the mix-up only being discovered when I was checking the project in late summer.

So, the ‘spare’ plaque, which will have a new home of its own in the new year, is currently resting – but if you fancy reading the poem maybe give the photo a wee scan with a QR Code reader on your mobile device…

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aurora…

white-gloved clouds push seven brass bosses

that mark the passage of the plough

across the peat-black sky

 

as green sward of northern lights shoots forth

to fill the night with merriment

of dancing lances