No Glory

"In honour of my Great Grandfather"

No glory, only prideYou played your part in a theatre where so many diedOn foreign soil, a strange languageMemories of the old country in your heartAgain and again you took to the airI can barely imagine your braveryThe noise of the...

Coorie Doon in the Heather

"Ode to my Scottish love"

Ower the haugh and yont a glen there is a bonny dunWhere the corbie flies agin the sky, afore the setting sun, Wi talloun and cracklings we sit doon and have a little drinkAnd efter a wee heavy or two, we...

A gift from afar

"The beauty of the season is in one's heart"

A carpet of pure snow flakes do here lieAmong the grass, icy dew dissolves,The fractals, each one unique and fleetingColours, a prism in which the light evolves A little bird, ‘gainst a thorn his breast yieldsHark! His winter song, his feathers are rentBlood...

The sweetness of your lips

"The melancholy beauty of the fall"

The olives and the ochres of withered blades,Of conkers and hazel all through the gladeDark evenings, too soon the clock going back,Squirrels secreting their nutty snacksA ring of fairies dancing on the lawn,Appearing in the early dawn  The cool breeze brings a...