Sheena Blackhall Poems

I remember
The moon, sharp as a scythe, on my wedding night
The moon snagged in clouds when my father died
The moon that lit the tree where an owl rested
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The Unicorn of Kings
I am the most inspiring feature in the varsity grounds
Visitors circle me, drawn by my animal magnetism
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The Enemy Inside
My virr has dwined awa,
The enemy's inside,
Ma face is tae the waa
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Surely You Would Know?
Poor mental health can be genetic though
Time only tells if bad luck's come your way
If you were marked out surely you would know?
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My Brother, Ian Middleton C.A. as a young man:

I am currently skint, and life is a bummer
Beethoven Sonata Op27 no 2
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A pity the Pompeiians didn't read the signs
Things had been building up for a while
I suddenly reached boiling point
Blew my top
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Flagellation or hair shirts
Marathons are all the rage
London Marathon ‘22
Release the fruitcakes from the cage
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The web is awash with love songs
Poets thrash out a tsunami of testaments to amour

Go into Asda on February 15th
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What goes on in that swamp of your mind…
Remembering your first fang-bite?
Doesn't it give you the heebie-geebies?
Doesn't it ever bore you, that diet of blood?
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The Wildcat/ Cat-fiadhaich
Fierce of fang, she hisses, sharp of claw
Rarer than Bengal tiger, see her creep.
She is a huntress, true to nature's law
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