Spell
A clip of thinder ever the reeftips
sends like a bimb going iff!
My hurt thimps in my chist.
It’s dirk. The clods are block with reen.
The wand blues in the trays.
There’s no mean.
I smuggle ender my blinkets
and coddle my toddy.
Sloop will have drums in it.
About this poem
This poem was reproduced on a postcard for National Poetry Day 2007. Eight poetry postcards are published each year by the Scottish Poetry Library to celebrate National Poetry Day and are distributed throughout Scotland to schools, libraries and other venues. The theme for 2007 was dreams. You can find out more about National Poetry Day in our National Poetry Day pages, where you'll also find resources to go with the poems.
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Carol Ann Duffy
First female, first Scottish Poet Laureate in the role's 400 year history, Duffy's combination of tender and tough, humour and lyric, jaded and curious, idiosyncratic and conventional has won her a very wide audience of readers and listeners.