Poems / Poetry

Coorie In

Wheest bonnie laddie
Coorie intae gran
Sleep's cam a' courting'
My couthie little man Read more......

Submitted by Anna MacDonald

As in a Dream

The rainbow faded to black and white
Willows bowed their branches low
Woodlands of evergreen pine
Wore weeds of indigo Read more......

Submitted by Anna MacDonald

The Road to Hell

Tiny bubbles
Briskly - briefly
Boost lemon twist
Thro' gin and tonic
Before depressing it
To depths of the glass Read more......

Submitted by Anna MacDonald

On Balance

Pay now - die later!
Consult a funeral undertaker
Discussing - on personal request
Arrangements
For 'laying to rest' Read more......

Submitted by Anna MacDonald

Sea of Dreams

You will forever be the sun
Radiantly bright
And the path through heaven
On each star-lit night
And you will be the moon above me
Sailing silvery beams
Silently across the ocean
On a sea of dreams Read more......

Submitted by Anna MacDonald

From the Heart

Have I ever told you
You have a heart of corn
Or that the sun shone brighter
The day that you were born Read more......

Submitted by Anna MacDonald

Hallowe'en

Witches on broomsticks
In spirited flicht
Skim rooftop grannies
Chasin' munelicht
Goblins - sprites
Bogles micht be seen
On the eeriest nicht o' th' calendar year
Hallowe'en Read more......

Submitted by Anna MacDonald

The Wellgate Clock

Crowds gather in anticipation
Showing their appreciation
The footman grinds the hurdy gurdy
In tuneful animation
A monkey turns to look around
Two bluebirds take their station - Almost midday
Precisely then - the clock becomes alive
Unicorn gallops and nods his head
To the cat's fiddling jive Read more......

Submitted by Anna MacDonald

Lord Provost Duncan's Christmas Concert

WOW - What a sensational Christmas treat
Of inspirational sound and sight
School children entertaining
For our pure delight Read more......

Submitted by Anna MacDonald

'The Bread' Folk Club

Constitution Road, Dundee - late 1970s

'The Bread' - long days gone by
Left memories sweer to die
Folk music reached every rafter
Rooms beamed with laughter
Instrumentalists tuned-up
As young lovers sipped from loving-cup Read more......

Submitted by Anna MacDonald
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