Poems

My mother in the lean-to

Underneath the gable

The snow has covered the door

She is making a flower arrangement

For Jim Callaghan

Who is visiting the highlands

 

I watch and see her smiling

As I sit curled up beside her table

On the lime stone floor

 

I see my mother shining

On that snowy December Day

Happier than she had been before

As she held her flowers tenderly

And arranged them

Into a fine display

For all to be in awe of

That took their breath away

 

Now she’s left this world

I will remember her smiling

Absorbed in each placing of petal, leaf and stem

 

Now she’s left this world

No more thought of her Bi Polar;

The depression that came back

Again

Again

Again

 

 

I choose instead

To remember her

As she was in her lean-to

On that snowy December day

 

Remember Me

I am the spirits in the trees

the Selkies in the seas

I am the glistening stars

shining down on you

 

remember me

sisters, daughters, grandsons, friends and soul mates

 

I am your keeper,

your watcher at the gates

and your clear blue light

your coats of silver protection

on dark and lonely nights

 

remember me

sisters, daughters, grandsons, friends and soul mates

on your wild eternal oceans

I will guide you on the foaming waves

and be there right beside you

on the paths you chose to pave

 

I am your candles

gentle light

for all your authentic ways

 

remember me

sisters, daughters, grandsons, friends and soul mates

 

I am a walker in the hills

a climber in the mountains

a snowdrop in your garden

a swimmer in the sea

always there beside you

now I’m free to roam

travelling on my journey

I have gone to find my home

 

remember me smiling,

remember the twinkle in my eyes

shining like butterflies

remember me with the Selkies, Kelpies and the Faries

remember me for loving life and loving you

as best as I could do

 

Remember me sisters, daughters, grandsons, friends and soul mates

remember me dancing the night away

remember me….

my spirit is here to stay

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