Monarchy represents everything that is fucked up in this world
There, I've said it
They are the opposite of an equal and inclusive society.
Don't give me that bull about them just doing a job and how they bring cohesion.
We all have choices in our life and they could walk away from it all.
Long live democracy I say...
But they, like so many other of elites can't see the world in a different way;
Things don't always have to remain the same.
We can progress and at least try to be more equal and questioning.
Jaysus, they really boil my blood.
I love you but I fear you a little too
You are like sweet candy
A sudden rush but often followed by guilt for overindulging.
AI arrives this week in the form of an echo
Will she make our lives complete or just compete with the dog?
The novelty of the wee hound seems not to have worn off
Maybe you will be my pride and joy?
Sunday morning pancakes is our routine
Coffee, cainnt and ceòl
I put on Paddy Reilly who sings The Fields of Athenry
I ask the kids to listen to the words
Why did he have to steal Travelon's corn?
Because his family were starving
The famine is explained including that people still starve today
The anger in the injustice fills the room
Afterwards I hear a radio report on Syria
The same ol shit is happening to families there
Pawns in imperial power games
Some things never change
Sultain, am mios as fheàrr leam
Nach do mhothaich mi gus an-diugh
Smeoran ri buain air làithean blàth
We leave the city
Noise, bluster, bolshy rhythm
The lochside road beckons like the next chapter of a good book
Is Nessie real you say
Of course she is says you
I think of Colmcille and Brude and what they would think
Where are we
Inbhir Moireasdan of the union flag
It gets me every time
The tranquil glen of holiday homes
Follow the yellow line across the page
The Five Sisters surround us
What are their names, what have they seen
Wonder, war, change, change, change
We cross the bridge like sliding along a whale's back
An t-Eilean Sgitheanach
Where Sgathach trained her warriors
The bay of Uig
Where Vikings once stood
Feels like a portal to another place
We weave our way through Loch na Madadh
The Bay of Dogs
Snapping at our heels
We reach Baile Sear
The east village now in the west
The ruins bring tears to your eyes
Today is the Autumnal equinox when there is equal day and night. It is a time of transition and preparing for winter; hunkering down for long nights.
So, my challenge to myself is to write a poem a day for one year. I may not succeed but I'll try. I feel it is a good thing to do and who knows, I may even get a few songs out of the process!
I'll write in Gaelic and English; whatever I feel like at the time. The poems will be posted here but I may put a few up on my Twitter and Facebook pages too.
Feel free to leave comments. Always good to hear from folk.
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