Friday 31 July 2009

The owl is out early
All the mice look up

Tuesday 28 July 2009

The petals fall
About the rose
I take the stem
And the thorns
Prick my skin

Monday 27 July 2009

A seagull waddles across the flat top of a roof
It pecks in the gutter
And looks at me as if I'm stupid




She is
All sorts
Of Love
Ly
Things

Sunday 26 July 2009




She comes in a box
With a bow
And in amongst
The straw
Are all sorts
Of feelings
All wrapped up

The spiral galaxy spirals
So many sons
So many daughters

Saturday 25 July 2009

Friday 24 July 2009

Community is Dead
Long Live the Internet

Wednesday 22 July 2009

The last of the sun
And late in the day showers
Make dirty red brick gold
Dirty red brick made gold
By late in the day showers
And the last of the sun

Monday 20 July 2009

Scree hill
Ski hill
My feet slip and stick
I can do it because you're behind me
A handful of gravel in the air
And then the pigeons land
The wind makes waves of the grass
As the sun spreads heat through my cheek
I wipe an insect from my ear
Disappear
Mini-buttercups
Inside a buttercup
Inside a buttercup
Inside a buttercup
Trees spear me
When stripped by acid rain

Friday 17 July 2009

Spines of frost
Iron filings on a magnet
The cold is here
Mouse skeleton
Insects scurry away
Into their bladed forest
Leftover showers pepper Edinburgh
The sun breaks between
The rain pings the grass
Insects are landing

Sunday 12 July 2009

Fairy Liquid bubbles
Come together and make ducklings
With poppy seeds for eyes

Saturday 11 July 2009

When darkness comes
Moths bump my window
Thump thump thump
Dead man's fingers

Friday 10 July 2009

Five whole candles
And one stays lit
Even with
What's left
Of the breath

Wednesday 8 July 2009

The school is so shut that
Even the seagulls have abandoned the bins

Monday 6 July 2009

Three squirrels in a tree
One upside down;
White belly fur bare
Nibbling
Nibbling
Nibbling

Saturday 4 July 2009




Fish pecks
Disturb the silver screen

Friday 3 July 2009

The air is sticking to me
I've washed my hands five times today
And still I scratch




Action Man
Face down in the mud

Wednesday 1 July 2009

Surrounded by textbooks
I had better take the cellophane off
Thunder breaks
Monsoon in Edinburgh
It's hot country wetness up my nose
Plants and soil and the like
Hands up
Elbows down
The girliest run in the world