Sheena Blackhall Poems

The Necrophiliac
Samuel Pepys gaed tae Westminster Abbey
Far his conduct fin there wis gey shoddy
As he stopped bi a Queen
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A white American crane
Lifted by winds of change
Spread its wings and landed in Scotland
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On PrincessStreet at the Festival
Harlequin costumes sashay in the rain

In the Gallowgate, Aberdeen
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Gaitherin Lear
I met a professor aince. He wis fair stappit oot wi degrees
‘Nobody ever uses the Scots language now, ' quo he
Like Scots wis a fashion line that wis discontinued,
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Movie stars swanked in them
Women swooned for them
Fur coats, warm and luxurious
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Queens of Ancient Egypt wore them,
Chokers around their necks
Signs of protection and power
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I saw forget me nots in widow's weeds
I saw a forest die from poisoned seeds
And fishes turn to lightning in the sky
The moon turn black and close its silver eye
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My son soared through the broken fence of living
Before his time, a black balloon
Flying too high to the sun
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Here I sit under a piebald sky
Autumn's here and the roses die
By my house on top of the hill
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You look like a cad
You act like a cad
You are a cad
Said the Prince of Wales's dad
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