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215d

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Dh’fhalbh thu gu sàmhach
Ann an anail bheag
Chan eil againn ach cuimhneachain
Fiamh-ghàire
Gàireachdainn
Agus gaol

You left quietly
In a small breath
All we have are memories
Smiles
Laughter
And love

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188d

Maighdeannan-mara

#Poetry #BadPoetry #Swimming #Gàidhlig #PoemADay #SmallPoems

Mhaighdeann-mara
Wen

Gun Selkie
Chan eil geir gu leòr ann
A’ gàireachdainn, tharraing thu mi a-steach agus foidhpe
‘Tha gu leòr agad dhuinn le chèile’
Shleamhnaich sinn sìos
Ag èirigh a-mach gus ruighinn a-mach airson ceann na locha
Tlachd fhuar
Agus adhbhar airson pòg nuair a thàinig sinn a-mach
A’ fuireach a-rithist.

Mermaids
Wen

No Selkie I muttered
Not enough blubber
And laughing you pulled me in and under
‘You have enough for all both of us’
We dropped
Surfacing to strike for the end of the loch
A cold thrill
An excuse to hug when we emerge
Alive again

Painting of a mermaid combing here hair on the sea shore, A Mermaid, 1900 John William Waterhouse RA (1849 – 1917)

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189d

Your first solo

#Poetry #BadPoetry #Climbing #Gàidhlig #PoemADay #SmallPoems

An aonar
Wen

‘Climbing’
Gun roap, dìreach cleachdadh
Ràinig thu àrd
Cha mhòr nach robh e ri fhaighinn
Agus ghabh mi an sgàineadh
Fad gàirdean bho chèile
Sleamhnachadh, faighinn seachad air agus suas
Agus an uairsin air a’ mhullach
Cùl-mheud Pòg bheag
Casan crochte
Mar a bha sinn ag òl cofaidh
Ach bha sneachd san adhar
Agus dh’fhalbh sinn air an t-slighe fhada dhachaigh

The solo
Wen

‘Climbing’
No roap, just habit
You reached high
Barely in reach
And I took the crack
An arms length apart
A slip, recovery and up
And then on the top
A hug
A small kiss
Legs dangled
As we drank our coffee
But there was snow in the air
And we set off on the long walk home

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178d

Air a labhairt

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Air a labhairt
Wen

Chan eil thu marbh
Tha d’ainm fhathast air a ràdh
Síle
Tha mi ga chluinntinn anns a’ ghaoith
An t-uisge
Tonn air an tràigh
Grian nam aodann
Chan eil thu air falbh

Spoken
Wen

You are not dead
Your name is still spoken
Síle
I hear it in the wind
The water
Waves on the beach
Sun in my face
You are not gone

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