October Love Song
The dark turquoise of Sun and Night’s mooring glows in the sea
Their midnight-blue caravan hangs, faces grimace into the south;
I see an insane intent frozen, of travel, of some target
Glow in the sea, where I wait listening, still as they
I think on Gealach, and wonder about the light on the isle
As a lantern she may [...]
Leumnàchan
Sing a song of the sea and the fields
Weaving again the garlands of a life
Wound between the toil, the dreams, the love
Where the rain veils fell as time, appearing ever-replenishing
Back then, you never knew or needed the spirits of the woods
When as the voice-knot of four buzzards
You circled above the dreaming man
Or hunted alone, down [...]
