Tag Archives: poetry

We crossed th’ Ocean Sea We who dared We filled oor sails At th’ mercy o’ th’ trade win’s We left th’ Old World An’ found th’ One World We wer humble men o’ th’ sea It was nae oor … Continue reading →

This night time passing, This darkened dome that reigns upon us all in our hour o’ fear, This nightly milling o’ th’ stars, Showers doon upon us its blessed meteors o’ darkness, moistens th’ sighted eye an’ brings rest tea … Continue reading →

Days o’ nights, nights o’ thunder Winds tha’ bring th’ plagues o’ nightfall, Dip your hyssop intae th’ bloody pool an’ Pray th’ Dark One shall pass by. Thare be weeping on oor shores, An’ in oor camps. Thare be … Continue reading →

I am Calypso An’ I wull gi’e yee shelter I wull be yer safe harbor I wull be yer singer o’ songs I wull spread me golden wings An’ spare yee frea th’ storm thare wull be nae place else … Continue reading →

Wha’ be th’ recompence faur yer soul? Wha’ be th’ value tha’ ye place upon it? Whaur be stowed away thy hidden treasure? Whaur be th’ keeper awe th’ gate? Who wull be standing by yer side Whe’ th’ battle … Continue reading →

Th’ worl’ we left behind  is in tatters. Wars, famines, plagues Attack at oor very will tae live. Here, oan th’ far side o’ this orb Th’ win’ is idle. For weeks oan end, Not a puff tea put a … Continue reading →

Nothing finds favor. Not even th’ cauld stones Find rest inside th’ river bed. Nothing finds favor In this man’s mortal world Where none is proven worthy. Nothing finds favor. Nae beasty is called upon Tae send doon destruction. Nothing … Continue reading →

Whaur wuz me mother’s arms When I was gasping for air wi’ th’ black mouth fevers an’ chills? Whaur wuz she when serpents fell like rain an struck their venom intae oor throats? When lightning bolts an’ tunder Splintered oor … Continue reading →

 Winter comes upon us Wi’ a cauld ‘n’ lonely win`. Like rain it brings th’ lilac shadows o’ evening light, Th’ lowly mist spreads empty chills across Th’ clear an’ purple night. Winter comes upon us Wi’ th’ howling o’ … Continue reading →

The greenlee hunter fae th’ Canopy above Drops doon in silent malice. Fair game we ur all. Our necks, th’ tender spot. Snakes like rain Drop doon upon us Death rattle an’ th’ mortal scream Waves at oor feet, nae … Continue reading →