"hoose" poems
She’s sometimes a fairy
Or a nymph from the sea
A troll and a Viking
Wise woman for free
A housewife a mother
A cook and a nurse
She earns just some pennies
To put in her purse
She yearns for romance
To be some ones muse
Not wielding a duster
And cleaning a hoose
One day she will find it
She’ll wish on a star
And the folk will all say
She’s “a ******* to far”
Jan 12, 2011
Jan 12, 2011 at 6:18 AM UTC
Ken a' these auld Scots words,
The wans that we've forgot,
Why are we no using them,
It's because we wernae taught,
At hame wi' mither an fathir,
Speaking all and proper,
First day at school,
Speech becomes a cropper,
All yir mates at school,
Coming oot wi' words like bowff,
Saying them in the hoose,
Yir fathir says watch yir mouth,
Rax me oor the poorie,
As ma grama said to me,
Asking her whit she meant,
Gies the milk jug fir ma tea,
Fab technology today,
Smert phones and iPad,
They missed oot wan thing,
The language o' my grandad,
Skype, that's a new word,
Sounds a bit like Scottish,
Was it tae clip you round the ear hole,
That word should be abolished,
If yir no Scottish,
Rabbie's words are a' daft,
All the words that came out o' him,
That was the man's craft,
Whit aboot these well kent lines,
Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Sorry aboot that Rabbie,
Stealing that was totally misplaced,
Oot o' bed on wi' ma baffies,
Tae pit them on I need tae sit doon
Sittin' on the chair wi' ma bahookie,
Missed the chair fawing like a loon,
When yir oot daein the gowf,
And yir breeks are a' in a runkle,
Dinnae be a feart tae tac them aff,
If you've got them in a fankle,
Deekin oot the windae,
Stramash on the doon the road,
Some folk getting a doin',
Ithers getting a carry code,
Polis got there quick enough,
Must have a been a hunner,
Saw the big yin there,
He was the heid ******
The rammy wi the radges
Was just oot side the offie,
Jings crivvens help ma boab,
Some went ben the bothy,
We're all **** Tamson's bairns,
We a' just want tae learn,
We can do it wi' the Scots,
It's a language that we yearn.
Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 3:45 PM UTC
This is the journey I've gone so so many times
Experience I acquired without you remains an Ocean of lines
The mathematics to solve this equation you set goes beyond the Primes
As for every blunder I make, drives me far away you, that, Penal crime
I think of you in a million second to loose signs
I bury all pains to present to you a smile
In the Ocean of troubled mind I still carry you as Nile
Even while I lost all wars, the only thing that dangle in the sky are your beauty Kite
I've smelt Roses of different flavour
Scents in castles that bury Valour
They've all really tried though
Tried enough to hit the wall of smell bank to blow
Imagine!
They hit so low to outweigh that, which hoose from within your shoulder margin
I adore God and respect human
How do I treat you best as a Superhuman?
Let's feel the case that I run a million miles around the Globe
Climb Mountains with a single step like I'm in Dope
Conquer machinery that outfit Achilles
Just to carve your Statue on every Hills
I can look the East
Imagine the West to find the best
I can even be a nut enough to dare the North
Believe me Chantel, even if the world sought
Sought to move me away from you,I won't leave for South
As much as I please your Highness, Angels can pout.
Jun 21, 2013
Jun 21, 2013 at 5:05 AM UTC
Living in a world full of hate will get us no where--
In this life, you got to make the best of what you're given.
For only you control you--
Everyone comes into this world the same, getting a
Chance at life
And sometimes people struggle, but that's okay.
No body is prefect. We all make mistakes, it's better
To learn from them and not ignore that they happened.
Go ahead, live your life and just remember
Everyone is going
Through it as well.
Make the best of each day and try to
Understand how others might have to live-sometimes we don't get to
Choose where we're born and
Have to struggle for many, many years to get to an okay life.
Be positive with others and *"keep your
Eyes wide open"* and NEVER STOP LEARNING!
Things will get better-- *"sometimes before it gets better,
The darkness gets bigger."*
Each day, try your best and just be you!
Remember: YOU ARE NOT ALONE and YOU'RE IMPORTANT!
Mar 8, 2017
Mar 8, 2017 at 10:42 PM UTC
A misst ye sae muckle.
'tis achin' me ****** heart sae fragile.
Come wi's me, will ye nay.
Tae me shore o'er the ocean a' say.
Auld as time yet radiant.
Dancin' a fling me, cold and patient.
Ol' green cabres, leaves fallin' aff
On me shore, ye nay in sight.
Before th' auld red hoose a' stood still.
A glimpse o' sun o'er the ocean shinin' on me still.
Ye, nay in sight.
Me, seeking fae light.
A' sae misst ye, me heart.
Ye took yer path tae part.
Jan 13, 2011
Jan 13, 2011 at 6:08 PM UTC
There is nothing cleaner
than a freckled spotted hyena
drinking warm retsina
outside a Catholic church
There's nothing more obtuse
than an educated moose
running aboot the hoose
looking for a shoe
There is nothing more verbose
than a really exceptionally long line of prose that didn't quite rhyme at the end
Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 5:32 AM UTC
Harpooned a droonin’ raccoon
Couldnae huv ‘im talkin’
ae paced away fae ma hoose
Gawked me oot ma wheelchair joggin’
Bolted efter ‘im doon the lake
Chased that snake stalking
ae tried tae make like steak
Sizzling along nae-longer walkin’
Caught up wae ‘im et boulders cabin
Stitch stopped the grass in ‘is tracks
Promisin’ ae wullnae go gabbin’
Dinnae I know that fur a fact
Flexed a boot aff raccoon chist
Ae splashed in the wat’r pantin’
Harpoon - trigger, flick o’ the wrist
The meat was fuckin' outstandin'.
Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 6:04 PM UTC
C-hoose prudently...let crazy faces be imprisoned in the past
R-ecall...relive moments we went cold with fright and terror
I-nsouciant, we become, when problems are resolved...but, we cannot
S-idestep old fears, sorrow.......Let's do something, for change...We've
E-ndured hardships...we've become sun-baked adobe bricks...For once, let's
S-eek space...meditate...focus on lessons learned...from past CRISES.
(six lines of ten words)
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Sally
Copyright May 5, 2016
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 1:34 AM UTC
ah canna mind
the Spring in bloom
the buzzin o' hospital lights
the midwife's panicked rushin'
ti bring air inta ma lungs
or ma polymer palace in beige
ah canna mind
ma mither's greetin', when light
wis still entwined wi her form, before
colour drained fae her perceptions
or the shade o' the devil whit took it
ah canna mind the ald grey hoose
on a cracked black road in the schemes
or the wid paneled livin' room
an' stickin' ti dark leather
dreams planted neatly doon the side.
Apr 22, 2024
Apr 22, 2024 at 2:55 PM UTC