Winter-Time - by
Late lies the wintry sun a-bed,
A frosty, fiery sleepy-head;
Blinks but an hour or two; and then,
A blood-red orange, sets again.
winter
midwinter - by
a thread of light
Malcolm MacKerral - by
MacKerral, that was one hard winter. Your father died on the moor road,his bag of meal buried under snows.Death relieved him of his load. Raking wilks with freezing fingers,your little sisters crawled the shore,scourged by gusting showersuntil their knees were raw and sore. Your few black cattle, thin and famished,lay and died at the far […]
Before the ice is in the pools - by
Before the fields have finished,
Before the Christmas tree,
Wonder upon wonder
Will arrive to me!
Strathconon - by
When you took the autumn to London
/ And left me to burrow into winter
/ I said they could pack up Strathconon
/ Box up…
The night is darkening round me - by
The night is darkening round me,
/ The wild winds coldly blow;
/ But a tyrant spell has bound me,
/ And I cannot, cannot go.
/
/ The…
In the Mid-Midwinter - by
the light comes back
the light always comes back
This Is It - by
Skint, baw ragged, poackets ful eh ma
/ fingers, cannae afford tae burn toast an
/ it’s November. Christmas is close. Av been
/ away bit…
The Darkling Thrush - by
At once a voice arose among
The bleak twigs overhead
In a full-hearted evensong
Of joy illimited
Winter in the World - by
The old lady struggles, footsteps careful, leaving shuffle marks in the snow.
/ No shopping bag, so maybe it’s church, and maybe…
Stony Vision - by
On the hillside where they come to cut trees
/ To keep warm through overcast winter days
/ He saw a stone on a…
Bela Lugosi in Stornoway - by
I was definitely typed, doomed
/ to be an exponent of evil:
/ each time I stepped into a room,
/ there was that still
/ expectation something…