‘All the sky’s silences; its dialects’

A series of poems written in the Bridge of Cally Hotel, Tuesday 2nd August 2022. Inspired by the rivers and bridges of Perthshire. An equal source of inspiration was the poetry of Kathleen Jamie in her collection ‘The Bonniest Companie’.

“The Blairgowrie Juniors berrypickers’ weigh-in-lottery”

Back in the land of the Jeely makkers
I feel braw!

Saft-fruit is ripening now
orchard-to-orchard.

A lifetime on from Drumdruills
and I am a hundred-punnets short of
sanity.

But I am happy [SERIES II].


Take me to the river,

mid-thought
mid-dash.

No need to find a crossing
As my love for you needs neither
ford nor bridge.

Take me to the river,
mid-thought
mid-dash.


Come back the earth

[endlessly] I was stravaiging in the wrang gear!
an auld fairmer revealed this
to me!
Back came my Grumpa
in his SERIES II!


In my waking dream

Teddy bears rule!
[Series I to infinity –
I am a Scott]


‘All the sky’s silences; its dialects’

The sky belongs to us all.
If this is a poem
let it end
here.

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