stories and poems.

Autumn Makes Me Sad by Muriel Baker

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Autumn Makes Me Sad   Seasonally Associated Disorder Referred to as SAD by those who think they know, that a little lack of sunshine makes us feel like forty degrees below. It’s a chemical imbalance. Think of hibernating mammals. We have the same inclination. So until the clocks change to longer days. It will be my […]

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Wednesday, October 3, 2018 | Filed under: Seasonal Stories and Poems by Glasgow Writers, stories and poems

Three Haibun by Robin Lloyd-Jones

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Autumn Trail I walk a narrow track under miles of beech and oak. Strands of gold and red flare like forest fires amongst the greens. Bark steams when touched by the long-fingered sun. But the sky is darkening.      Canyons, cliffs, mossed walls      Submerged in wooded gloom      Fathoms from the […]

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Friday, September 21, 2018 | Filed under: stories and poems, Writing

The Indian Shawl a poem by Muriel Baker

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Exotic birds of fantasy from the dyers vats of colour tamed by the hand of the weaver. Creatures from the imagination unreal and like no other. The silk worms die in boiling vats. The plants give up their colour to make a scarf, a shawl, a wrap for someone else’s mother. I hope the skill […]

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Thursday, September 20, 2018 | Filed under: stories and poems

Plum Stone Throat a poem by Jen Gray

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(For Helen X, c 1910-1967, who died of throat cancer) In Chinese medicine plum stone throat describes the feeling of a plum stone stuck at the top of the back of the throat. It is associated with stagnation of liver energy (liver chi). The liver is said to control the flow of emotions. Plum stone […]

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Autumn Visit to USA by Leela Soma

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Fall in Washington DC As my friends in Glasgow are getting into their Autumn woolies, here in the Fall in DC it is still 90 degrees during the day and humid. Shorts and flimsy tops are de riguer. My summer has been extended by a few more weeks and I am relishing it, in air […]

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Friday, September 14, 2018 | Filed under: Leela Soma writing and blogging, stories and poems

Lochwinnoch – a poem by Lindsey Stewart

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Lochwinnoch Yachts sit silently on still water Soft white sails await life giving breeze Crew sit idly, breathing slowly Waves lap gently at the hull Seagulls circle overhead, beaks wide Screeching mockingly into stillness. Small child crouches by the water Finger points towards the reeds Jackdaw lands, tilts head in recognition Its yellow eye staring […]

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Saturday, September 8, 2018 | Filed under: stories and poems

Living in Shoes – poem by Gail Winters

Living in Shoes New shoes, true shoes, even Clarks’ school shoes, wedges, sometimes no shoes, clean shoes, smelly shoes, fading away at the seams shoes, travelling shoes, fashionable shoes, kicking in the goal shoes, losing the sole shoes whilst singing the blues shoes, making your dreams come true shoes, safe shoes, dangerous shoes, mind the […]

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The Big Chair – Autumn Voices – Robin Lloyd-Jones

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Robin Lloyd-Jones And what a big chair it was! Robin Lloyd-Jones looked like a pixie – size wise that is! Loved the concept of the Big Chair. Looking at six photographs selected from your life would really tax anyone methinks. Probably reveal a side of you never before realised. Robin started with a photo of […]

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Corn Dollies by Mary Irvine

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Corn Dollies ‘Corn dollies, made from the last sheaf of corn, go back thousands of years.‘ Dressed in Edwardian attire, complete with straw boater I was attending a Mayday celebration. I watched a man working straw into intricate designs. He smiled, ‘I know just what your hat needs.’ Taking a long piece of straw, heads intact, […]

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Thursday, August 30, 2018 | Filed under: Poems and Stories for Autumn, stories and poems

Chinese Autumn by Mary Irvine

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‘Ancient Chinese philosophy says humans should live in harmony with the natural cycles of their environment.’ A preparation for winter, a time to reflect and organize your life, a time to pay attention to the lungs and large intestine, for they deal with the process of purification and elimination. The lungs take in oxygen. We […]

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Leela Soma: ‘Vermillion’ a poem for Autumn

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‘Autumn’ in the broadest sense. It is how Indian widows had to undergo a ritual  in olden days to give up all their ornaments, even the red dot on their forehead wear only white. Life stopped if their husbands passed away. Vermillion Leaves fall down, blown away in the autumnal blitz Gold strewn paths crunch and crackle underfoot A […]

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Sunday, August 26, 2018 | Filed under: Poems and Stories for Autumn, Poetry, stories and poems, writers

Mary Irvine’s Blog: A Sad Day – Murder of Martin Luther King Jr

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A Sad Day Fifty years ago, on April 4th 1968, Martin Luther King Jr was murdered  on the balcony of the Lorraine Motel, Memphis, Tennessee. For MLK I am afraid of them They’re black I am afraid of them They’re foreign I am afraid of them They’re disfigured I am afraid of them They’re crippled […]

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Wednesday, April 4, 2018 | Filed under: Mary Irvine: Writer and Philhellene, stories and poems

Home Grown In Glasgow – a poem for International Women’s Day by Ruby McCann

Home Grown In Glasgow I am woman  a sister of Glasgow a pale skinned, freckled-faced Scot a she-child fae the sou’ side a native Glaswegian Mither Glasgow shaped me   I am a child of many born into this city I am Pict, I am Celt I am Irish, Scottish, and Glaswegian a city born, […]

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Wednesday, March 7, 2018 | Filed under: Poetry, stories and poems, Writing

Love Stories by Glasgow Writers. Sticky Love by Pauline Lynch

Sticky Love by Pauline Lynch No denying it, times were rough. Sadie was only seven, with limited life experience, but even she knew times were rough. Last night, someone had knocked on their door asking to borrow dog food. It was late and she was meant to be asleep, but she’d heard the knock, and […]

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Wednesday, February 14, 2018 | Filed under: Love Poems, Stories and Tales from Glasgow writers, stories and poems

Love Sticky Lick by Jim Byrne, a poem for Valentine’s Day

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Love sticky lick You, me, sticky toffee pudding Runny honey, salt and pepper Chocolate creams and tea Tart, tacky, treacled fingers Shandy, candy, juice and jelly Sticky licks, ice cream and lemonade…. Fuck. With you and me, everything rhymes. Jim Byrne, February, 2016.

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The Fortune Teller by Pat Byrne

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‘it’s me. Colin. Let me in.’ Her brother nearly fell on top of her as Cora opened the door. ‘What’s up?’ She caught his arm as he staggered. ’Looks worse…that’s his, no mine.’ He patted his bloodstained shirt. ’My God. Look at the state of you.’ She helped him to the couch. One eye was […]

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Christmas Day – a story by Cornelius Doherty

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  Christmas Day Everything old was new again. The rust on the tin roofs of the outhouses disappeared. The black pitch on the byre – gaping and torn down to the rotten cladding was covered in the cold white of Christmas morning. A small robin landed lightly on the window sill, barely marking the untouched […]

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Some Wintertime Poems by Finola Scott

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Darkening So the Darkness approaches, I could talk of                                    enveloping black                                    the rip and reveal of the veil                                    stripped […]

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I Deserve This – a poem for Christmas by Calum Maclean

The talented Glasgow poet Calum Maclean reveals his thoughts on Christmas. I Deserve This I must’ve been the architect of some outrageous larceny, my henchmen thieving priceless jewels delivered to me personally. Presumably, I used that swag to fund an act of treachery, facilitated shady deals, created instability, ensured elections swung my way, indulged in […]

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‘Love’ a story by Maggie Reeve

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  LOVE She appeared at more or less the same time every morning. It was so regular I wondered if she set her alarm as a reminder to feed the birds. And she always wore one of her colourful hats. I used to watch her through the window as I drank my morning coffee. The […]

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Saturday, October 14, 2017 | Filed under: Love Poems, Stories and Tales from Glasgow writers, stories and poems

Past Love in the Museum of Transport – poetry by Ciara MacLaverty

Past Love in the Museum of Transport Where’s Daddy? I say, holding your son in my arms, inhaling the baby scent of his head. You’re up on the steam engine with your other son pointing, waving down at us. You still look good and I can hold your gaze without fear of loss or fear […]

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Summering by Nina Quigley

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A Summer Poem by Nina Quigley SUMMERING 26/7/14 Rain creeps quietlyinto my consciousnessfrom the open windowas I waken to a soft dayafter several torrid days of heat. For once in Irelandthe hot sand burned our feet,and we had to hop sharpishdown to the water,to spend languid periodsof uncharted timeswanning about in the salton body boards,being […]

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Saturday, July 23, 2016 | Filed under: Seasonal Stories and Poems by Glasgow Writers, stories and poems

Summer Reality – two poems by Brian Whittingham

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Hi Ho Hi Ho Trident’s Got To Go and The Boys of The Somme HI HO HI HO, TRIDENT’S GOT TO GO by Brian Whittingham On YouTube a 60’s newsreel. A black and white Dunoon. A smartly dressed Ban the Bomber waves a To Hell with Polaris  placard reminding us that H stands for Hiroshima […]

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Poetry by Mr Henry Bell

Henry Bell is 52. He lives in Glasgow’s East End and has been writing poetry for a few years. You can read some of his work here:   Sky light The  mother  earths  my  homeCos  iv  no  where  else  to  goShut  down  the  hostelsNow  iv no  where   to goGot no money for a  B and […]

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Wednesday, January 27, 2016 | Filed under: Poetry, stories and poems

Would You have saved me? A poem In memory of Aylan Kurdi and family by Karrieanne McCafferty

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In memory of Aylan and family  by Karrieanne McCafferty Karrieanne McCafferty was inspired to write this poem after seeing the horrific images of Aylan, the little boy, whose body was carried from the beach when his family was attempting to flee war torn Syria. ‘It struck me that it took such tragic images, highlighting the […]

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Wednesday, September 9, 2015 | Filed under: stories and poems, Writing

The American Dream? – poem by Leela Soma

Tribes that stayed true to nature, Cherokee, ApacheSioux overpowered decimated and sent to reservationsThe red of their veins in the soil of the nation The blue of the settler’s eyes reflected in the skyThe white of foaming rivers trailing in the shipsOf enslaved men, women and children from Africa They built this nation forged in red, white […]

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Saturday, June 20, 2015 | Filed under: Leela Soma writing and blogging, stories and poems, Writing

Excerpts from Chris Dolan’s Potter’s Field and Aliyyah

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ALIYYAH – an excerpt Once Haldane woke everything was white. White ceiling, white walls, a white door open just enough to reveal a white corridor beyond. He moved his head and felt a murmur of pain somewhere. On the far wall the white was finally broken by an open window looking out on to a […]

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Tuesday, June 9, 2015 | Filed under: stories and poems

THE ADVENTURES OF ANIE AND BOOGIE: TWO UNCONVENTIONAL FRIENDS AT THE INTERNATIONAL MARKET

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A story by Pamela Blanchetti You need to come because you are growing up and to grow up you have to see the world-     The sun was shining and the international market had just opened. It was pretty early, it was so nice. Anie felt very awake in the morning – she was not a […]

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Monday, May 18, 2015 | Filed under: Pamela Banchetti, stories and poems

Melting Pot – a poem by Leela Soma

Baltimore, Ferguson and other police brutality makes the headlines, but in Buffalo, NY they see it differently. Melting Pot The colours of the mosaic glimmer in the sun Blue pieces against the bright reds and oranges, A tiled beauty that catches the eye, to look again The platter enhances the tasty food on offer A […]

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Tuesday, May 5, 2015 | Filed under: Books, Talks, Poetry Events, stories and poems

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