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The Magic Carpet

The Magic Carpet

  Little Tommy lay still in his hospital bed. In the drugged misty drowsiness filling his head He sees, slowly emerging from a golden haze A shadowy shape that captures his curious gaze. A small tank engine, golden funnelled and bright blue Penetrates the fogginess and comes into view. ‘The Magic Carpet’ is emblazoned as …

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Buy Archies books from these bookstores!

Buy Archies books from these bookstores!

Live Argyll, Campbeltown Library (Kinloch Road, Campbeltown). ‘Made in Kintyre’ (28 Main Street, Campbeltown). Glenbarr Stores Ltd Live Argyll, Tarbert Library (Harbour Street, Tarbert) Copies of Archie and the Enchanter are now on sale at Munroy’s in Southend, Argyll.

The Fairy Folk

The Fairy Folk

In summer heats, when the sultry air is breathlessly still, I lie in sun-dappled shade by the glen’s sparkling rill. In the silent stillness, tall grassy ferns move apart And a nervous, quivering butterfly gives a start. The bluebell carpet moves and sways to a force unseen To human eye – but the blackbird sees with vision …

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I Believe In Rainbows

I Believe In Rainbows

There must be an end to every storm When the heavy clouds are torn asunder And sunlight transforms rain into colour.   There must be an end to the storm When the lightless thunder storm rolls away Leaving all sparkling with a fresh newness.   There must be an end to the storm Leaving behind …

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A Stormy Night at Ugadale Point

A Stormy Night at Ugadale Point

The trees stand gaunt and swaying in the wind Black silhouettes against darkening skies. The wind whipped seas pound the rocky shore, With an incessant frothy busyness, Obsessive, demanding, anxious, grasping. The waves roll in with exuberant roar Then retreat with a long and mournful sigh, Like the ebb and flow of warring armies. Overhead, …

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Loneliness

Loneliness

It’s a painful agony to be ignored, Eyes politely turned away; total exclusion. Crowds are lonely places of mass self absorption; Myriad eyes look but do not see the lonely soul.   To break into that circle of self-centredness Opens the door to embarrassing hostility. Like being a lone supporter at an away game, The …

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The Snowdrop

The Snowdrop

Slender, fragile, radiantly pure; Early springs young supple herald. Piercing an icy winter-scape, Promising warmer days to come. Bobbing its snowy head to and fro, Bending in compliant agreement With every challenging wind. A lonesome survivor of tough days Breaking through winter’s chill mantle With a message of persistence Fresh hope and everything anew.