Poems, Vignettes & Musings – by Taba Dale
If the Hummingbird Can Rest So Can I
The shadows are long while the sun sinks behind Troon Mountain. The smell of the creosote is so sweet but just for an instant when you walk by a bush sporting tiny yellow flowers that creates an...
The Ploppet
Beware of Unicorns! It’s not every day you see a Ploppet. It would be considerably more rare than seeing a unicorn. By comparison, the Unicorn Tree would be quite common. Should you want to see one,...
Blackberry Hunting
Blackberry Hunting “What’s that bag for Sweetie?” I asked, when Kevin got in the car with a large, heavy-gauge, clear plastic bag with handles. “For the blackberries.” We had seen them...
The Lizard Has the Last Word
The Lizard Has the Last Word The long straight stretchis now the signalthat I’m almost homeafter the twisty roads To the westTroon Mountain looms largeto the eastis the hazy outlineof The Four...
First Maeve, Now Seamus
First Maeve, Now Seamus First Maeve and now Seamus Their spirits have left this land that I still inhabit I cannot carry their mantle No, nay, never Just keep writing Give people a reason to read...
Goodbye Liscannor
Goodbye Liscannor The brilliant sunshine has returned to bid me farewell Waves are lapping, not crashing as before. The mighty Atlantic takes on the deep blue of the sky Forms a sharp line to define...