Daurk. Winter nicht oot the back a skelf o a moon pierces thru the fading licht o a yince industrial toon

Face your fears

Open yourself to the prospect

of being swept away,

fizzing with fear…..


Hoorin aroon Skye the ither nicht…

Patience and the foaming surf

As the water abates on the ebb a momentary hollow is filled within seconds by a powerful, Atlantic flow. Effervescent spray hangs in the air and slaps down on the rocks with the sound of but a seconds rapturous applause. Perched alone on the third tier of a tilted, metamorphic gallery I am the sole […]


Peace time, On a western flank, Nature, lorded over, Tended and tamed.

Rest Day

  Lounging in a deep, recessed, window-seat on a pile of cushions. A soft, woollen blanket. A huge mug of steaming hot tea condensing on the window.  Rain patters down outside, like the sorrowful mountain is weeping at my absence. That monolithic, granite lump might be conquered tomorrow. Not today.  Worn and battered old boots […]

Ye’ll have had yer weans?

  Stepdad seeks a mate Tam, 38 – Ayrshire, Scotland About Tam: Male, slightly ginger, average looks, creative type. Happily married with two adorable step-children. Income: Just getting by. Hobbies: Hillwalking, crafts, not raping. Seeks: Compassionate, left-leaning, female (with at least one unused component of allotted offspring) for five minutes of perfunctory, consensual, reproductive shenanigans […]

This Land

Abound with shades and hues,

But a tilt shift,
a definite rift.