Skerry Siren Sings
Posted: Friday, 07 September 2007 |
To cling on masts in churning seas;
she sings to me seductively.
With every ebb she pulls me more;
where selkies bide on Clousta shores.
She sings of knots I cannot tie;
on boats I cannot sail.
And clinging upon rigging;
in hurricane force gales.
In my veins salt water flows;
a new moon pulls me out the voe.
Should a skerry takes my life?
I'll come back as a selkie wife.
-- D. M. Schofield
2007 Formal Review
Open College of the Arts
Comments
Pretty good poem, Donna. Thanks for sharing.
mjc from NM,USA
Nice picture.
Lerwick Trevor from Keeping a low profile
nice pic and song!
carol from the usual haunt
Hey Donna, Ursula here, keep in touch,w asnt expecting you to go there, im oisinir on bebo ok, stay in touch
Urs from Clare, Ireland
Donna, I really reccommend Angels In America if you havent seen it. Its brilliant. I can only imagine what the Broadway Production would be like. Its on sky digital sometimes.
urs from Clare Eire
I live like a hermit in an island paradise, planning my survival of the impending apocalypse.
My mother is a Sheltie and my father is American. As a dual-citizen, I have lived between both cultures. I only use my UK passport these days. I made the Atlandic leap, back to Shetland. This is the only place I ever considered 'home.'
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