A Prayer In Scots Poem by Sheena Blackhall

A Prayer In Scots



A prayer fur lions tint in the hunter's maze
A prayer fur honest spring, may it cam wioot floods an mayhem
A prayer fur sucklin littlins, may their milk be toxin free
A prayer fur midnicht, may it cam withoot widdendremes
A prayer fur trees, may their saplins grow heich an prood
A prayer fur the spires o kirks an bells that ring in blytheness
A prayer fur nests an dens, fur the setts o brocks
A prayer fur the michty oceans, may their deeps be clean an sweet
A prayer fur the hameless, cauld on the warld's streets
A prayer fur seelence an mercy an frangipani
A prayer fur fowk abune saxty, an wards fu o lavender
A prayer fur fowk unner saxty, an free reengin elephants
A prayer fur patients in ambulances may they arrive in time
A prayer fur the wud, the dowie an the ovaries o the fruitless
A prayer fur gravesteens staunin in the rain
A prayer fur amputees, an the dwinin glaciers
A prayer fur aa trapped things, an the sheen o sunflooers

Tuesday, January 30, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: prayer
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