Sheena Blackhall Poems

1. St Nicholas Kirk, Spring
The ivy's creepin up the wall
Towards the clock. Old Father Time
Already turns the snowdrops brown
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Breasts get fatter with age. They sag, grow nipple hair
Wrinkle, point in opposite directions
Two million American women
Have breast implants- go under the knife
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1.The Tiger o Trincomalee

The tiger o Trincomalee
Took a day trip tae bonnie Dundee
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1. The Doric Alphabet

A is fur aipple that faas fae a tree
B is fur buttery, wi twa wings tae flee
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Slowly, the mist of morning rose on the silent fields
The sodden dead of armies lay drenched in the rain
Stripped of their shoes which marched away with the living
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How ugly our ears must seem to a cat!
How bald. How wrinkly. How pink. How flat.

For theirs are tapered, a furry thatch
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Horse is not deodorised or sanitised
It does not ache to fling its fetlock over a centrefold
It is immune to adverts
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The Gype
I've a face like a bap an a neep shapit heid
Fur mair than three hunner year I hae bin deid
An me bein glekit I quickly wis feed
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Clowns often grow in backyard plots of misery
Take Chaplin, born to a drunk whose liver was on the blink
And a mad mother, locked away from his love
Talented folk, but damaged, a fragile childhood
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Theresienstadt Burial Scene

Inspired by Drawing 15: Burial Scene (at Terezin 1941, aged 9) Karel Sattler, born 16/11/1932. Died in the camps
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