We have no champagne glasses that match
but we have champagne, and that's a thing.
And time to drink is another. And though
the world be full of red and grey, I will
sit with you. The grass needs cut but today
was not made to kill daisies. Outside the world
is dark and chores unnumbered make
demands. Still in this bubble of glass
unmatched I will sit and hold your hand.
Originally in Glasgow Review of Books
Today is the day I will unhitch myself
from modern uptodating, uploading,
downloading, twitterising, status
checking life. I will pull up the anchor,
untie the ropes and float into silence.
I will gaze and nothing will happen
and continue to happen. I will discover
what I used to know - how to exist
without virtual backup updates. To be
and only to be me. Unplugged. A hard
copy. So if you call, and find I'm not in,
just pop a note through the letterbox
to say you've been.
Originally in Obsessed With Pipework, issue 79
I am slightly amazed and very happy to report that between June 2018 and October 2018 I have had NINE Shetlandic Scots poems published, two of which appeared in the 100th edition of Poetry Scotland. Although, the six that appeared in the Simmer and Hairst editions of The New Shetlander will always be very special to me.
I am even more amazed and utterly delighted to tell you that not only has Annest Gwilym, Editor of Nine Muse Poetry, nominated one of my poems for Best of the Net 2018, she has also nominated another for the Pushcart Prize.
Check out the nominations for both here https://ninemusespoetry.com/