Sheena Blackhall Poems

Carpe Diem
In Afghanistan, a group of men
Are playing Buzkashi
Players on horseback or yak
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1.My Cat
My cat has a whiplash tail
a sandpaper tongue
Despoiler of bird sanctuaries
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A Saltire blows on the breeze
Blue ganzies flap in the wind

The sea rocks up on the shore
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His body looked at her,
My little dancing cousin
Taboo. Forbidden fruit
Unripe and lovely in her summer frock
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When Neolithic man with fur & stone
Roamed Scotland, one small seed begat a tree
At Fortingall, with wolf and wildness sown
It grew in stature, a yew stout and free
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A yacht slices the waves like a cheese-cutter
Off the jetty, youngsters plump
Like porpoise-pods in the Firth
Half-fish, these seamen’s sons in seal-wet trousers
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She'd a laugh that bubbled like berries in the pan
She'd whalebone stays with salmon-gusset bloomers
She'd a smile as bright's the sun on a copper kettle
She prodded a mouth in the fire till it told stories
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A pair, like rhyming couplets,
Two poets roamed the fells
Sam C. saw magic visions
Whilst Will saw daffodils
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A farmer bathes his cow in the lake
Like a servant, ministering to his mistress

The cow stands patiently
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Ossi, youngest of six, all Catholic gypsies,
Travelled around in the family caravan
Spent winters in Vienna, round the campfires
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