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POEM TITLE The Ship That Never Sailed POEM follow yellow brick road from Lobster Pot follow yellow flipflops follow double yellows...

POEM TITLE A CRACKIN QUIRKY PUB POEM A CRACKIN QUIRKY PUB LOCATED IN A BAY ALONG THE FIRTH OF FORTH SITS A BONNY VILLAGE BLACKNESS ON SEA...

POEM TITLE Riddle POEM Riddle Find a Lobster Pot that’s warm and dry and always full of welcome, nautical yet never damp, and run by folk...

POEM TITLE We are all doomed POEM Seagulls are dots at dusk inflight - untethered kites poor pilgrims adrift. Haunting the firth...

POEM TITLE Black River POEM Black River The clouds, nimbostratus melons ripped slowly open in fresh-cut sunlight, ashes strewn to the...

POEM TITLE Late Summer at the Lobster Pot POEM Late Summer at The Lobster Pot Fresh off the tour boat and crazed with thirst, men and...

POEM TITLE Exposed POEM I am devoid Of all Light. Cleaved and Exposed to the Silent howling of Blackness on Sea At night. Caught Between...

POEM TITLE Blackness On the Sea POEM Blackness on the Sea Her cold embrace; warm as hot coal Her breath, like a wild wind, slices through...

POEM TITLE Firth of Morning POEM Firth of Morning There is debate on when best to discover the beauty of the firth. When to enter When to...

POEM TITLE A Tail of Sorrow POEM She sits alone Upon a throne Awaiting his return Deep below A Tail of sorrow For the bridges she hath...

POEM TITLE Returning POEM This was where the wood once stood. Where lives met quickly on the crag, Ready for flying. Instead, we jumped,...

POEM TITLE The Lobster Pot Pub POEM Everyone's welcome at the Lobster Pot Pub Where no one's turned down, and there's never a snub With...

POEM TITLE YOU WON'T CATCH ME POEM Ha! I see your hidden lobster pot Down here in the drowned deep blackness of the sea Oh you may trap...

POEM TITLE Standing Still POEM Standing Still Born of lightning, the storm swallowed up The sky, left little of air besides sea-drop...

POEM TITLE Dreams of Marco Polo POEM Dreams of Marco Polo From the Lobster Pot, Blackness on Sea I gaze at Marco Polo Now moored through...

POEM TITLE Field Mice & Lobsters POEM Field Mice & Lobsters We don’t hold time. We don’t spend it, use it or abuse it. Time has us. It is...

POEM TITLE The Ballad of Bo'ness Betty POEM Watching the news, feeling more and more down; war, COVID 19, and politicians for clowns. I...

POEM TITLE I see POEM I see a castle I see the Forth I see three bridges As I look north. I see the beauty I see the calm I see the...

POEM TITLE Lobsters at Ostend POEM They still imagine a life, escaping across the blue-sea surreal floor of the holding tank outside the...

POEM TITLE m_other_land POEM I`m made from stones and water I am wounded like my father, my father's father the father of his father, all...