Mighty afros standing high
Pony tails swinging wide…
Seals
The seal thrashed and wiggled to climb the muddy bank to bask with her family, friends, and wait for the North Sea tide to come back in so they could swim back home to their watery village, a post-industrial haven, half a mile inland.
Dungeness
Said Nature to Man your work is a mess,
look at it here in Dungeness
Nothing remains between your concrete posts
But a few straggly wires a-waving….
in case I forget..
The River rumbled, the cold air blew Blackbirds called from where they flew Graffitied bridges, graced the path Where the…
Concrete Prairies
Abandoned shopping trolleys
Were our wagon trains
Pioneers in alleyways
Damp from English rain…
Oh America
Oh America, you frighten me.
But you were my first love, my childhood fantasy -and I can’t let you go….
Winter worry
I was worried that Winter wouldn’t be
as beautiful as the other seasons…
The Country Music Festival
It wasn’t a good start, the plane had come in late
They’d been storms over Dublin, so I wasn’t feeling great….
Don’t Make Me Go Back
Don’t bring back the Sunday fear
As the awful day draws near
when “It’s back to old priorities
to restart the Economy”…
Isolation Suits Me
I’m not a people person
In case you couldn’t tell
So this self-isolation
Suits me rather well
I like to be at home
To potter and to mope
I’ve always tried to keep 6 feet
‘twixt me and other folk…
Emma Scarr 