Sheena Blackhall

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

Sheena Blackhall Poems

281. The Coffee Pot 3/15/2012
282. The Paris Café 3/15/2012
283. Bravo! 3/15/2012
284. La Leçon De Piano 3/15/2012
285. Honeymoon Sweet 10/12/2011
286. Buddha-Frost 12/28/2011
287. In Potma Prison(Based On Survivors' Testimony) 12/28/2011
288. The Burns Supper 6/27/2011
289. Morning Light 6/27/2011
290. La Chanteuse 3/15/2012
291. Boy On A Sofa 3/15/2012
292. Titanic: Strange Cargo 4/10/2012
293. American Military Cemetery, Madingley 4/10/2012
294. The Cook 5/15/2012
295. A Quiet Place 5/15/2012
296. Night Fields 5/15/2012
297. The Waiter 5/15/2012
298. Morton's Toe 5/15/2012
299. The Weaver Of Grass (Angus Mc Phee,1916-1997) 5/15/2012
300. The Painter, Dadd 5/15/2012
301. Of Poker Game Et Al (16 Poems) 5/15/2012
302. Of Witch Girls & Midgies (28 Poems) 7/17/2012
303. The Witnesses 7/17/2012
304. Orkney 7/17/2012
305. The Underwear Poem 7/17/2012
306. Passing Through 7/17/2012
307. Brian Blessed: Inspired By Fry On Qi 7/23/2012
308. Glasgow Rap 8/5/2012
309. The Cornfield 2/10/2013
310. Ten Blessings 2/10/2013
311. In Faldy's Wood (9 Poems) 2/10/2013
312. To Make Love Without Love 3/24/2013
313. The Ordinary Miracle 3/31/2013
314. The Village Of Eyam 4/14/2013
315. Chatsworth Estate 4/21/2013
316. Stone Age Orcadians 4/21/2013
317. When Walking In Blake's Garden Et Al (8 Poems) 4/21/2013
318. Peak District 4/21/2013
319. Perspectives 5/13/2013
320. Return Of A Child 6/9/2013
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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