Sheena Blackhall

Gold Star - 4,773 Points (18/8/1947 / Aberdeen)

Sheena Blackhall Poems

881. Sleep Fast, We Need The Pillows (Traditional Polish Saying) 6/14/2009
882. Frog Orgy In Forress 2/7/2010
883. 10 Scots Poems From The Poetry Lesson 2/22/2015
884. Cats' Ears 2/7/2010
885. A Horse Is An Honest Species 2/14/2010
886. The Tiger O Trincomalee (30 Scots Poems) 12/12/2013
887. Harvest Of Death: Gettysburg 12/28/2013
888. The Mink (Bairn Rhymes) (33 Scots Poems) 11/24/2013
889. Girl Cupping Her Breast 5/15/2012
890. Of Gales, Crows And Zoot Suits (18 Poems) 3/15/2012
891. The Owl Hour (9 Scots Poems, A Scots Cantata) 12/10/2013
892. The Lambing 6/14/2009
893. Bannockburn 1314 6/28/2009
894. Bat 8/29/2009
895. Mr Bleaney's Room (An Open Letter To Philip Larkin) 2/7/2010
896. Of Barking Dogs And Lady Godiva (27 Poems) 2/23/2010
897. The Irish Soldier 4/18/2011
898. Back O Bennachie (48 Scots Poems) 12/8/2013
899. Druids, Drachts, Drochles (51 Poems In Poems) 10/24/2013
900. Crossing The Bridge/ At The Rest Room 8/7/2016
901. Guilt 8/31/2016
902. Where Were You When Kennedy Died? 7/6/2016
903. My Son Is Dead 9/7/2016
904. Waterloo Teeth 2/15/2017
905. The Half Life Of Facts 2/15/2017
906. The Locket 11/2/2016
907. The Clouds Come Bearing Crows 1/29/2017
908. Blackbird Singing 6/14/2015
909. Georges Simenon 4/4/2016
910. Vision Of Hitler On Sauchiehall Street 3/15/2012
911. The Cockle Pickers 6/30/2010
912. Death Of A Mentor 2/4/2010
913. Highland Cow 2/7/2010
914. Spik Nae Evil (20 Scots Poems) 11/24/2013
915. The Chimney Pots' Perspective 6/27/2011
916. Katy The Crocodile (39 Scots Bairn Poems) 12/8/2013
917. A Wedding Toast 3/2/2014
918. How Many Times Can The Heart Break? 6/29/2014
919. Shopping Trolley 6/14/2009
920. The Shoes 8/2/2010
Best Poem of Sheena Blackhall

Immigrant

I can't imagine dying in this land.
The neighbours here have doors graffiti-red
‘Why are you brown? ' another pupil asked
‘I think because my folks are brown, ' I said

Out on our landing, someone's dumped a bed
I dream in Hindi. I don't understand
The baby words in English in my school book
At games, or dancing, no one takes my hand

I miss the smells of curry, frangipani,
The steaming chai at Delhi's teeming stalls
The cooking fires. I even miss the sewers
The thieving monkeys with their chattering calls

I miss the temple incense, the bright ...

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A Dip In The Pool

There is no luxury like water,
Blue as the Hope Diamond.

Land rules cease to apply,
Are firmly marooned on shore.

The peace dove's dropped its feathers Just for me.
The pool receives me kindly Asks no questions
Makes no assumptions Demands no entry fee.

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