"Glencoe, Glasgow" by Horatio McCulloch‘Haunted’ by Sam Gilliland The Society November 14, 2017 Beauty, Poetry 3 Comments Haunted, by a recurring memory, Suffocating, where gladioli grow, Gaunt, with grief, heart stilled, ever passionless, Those dream-filled nights, devoid of charity, Make of slumber a fierce, eternal foe, With you, my love, a bride of bitterness. Thus, spectral songs echo after last light, Where hurtful remembrance always occurs, Oft musing on the mourner’s useless tears, Regardless of his tragic loss, his plight – Hungering to end an enduring curse; Here, sorrow may make skeletons of years. You, ensheathed within that cassock of clay, I, fleshing the ebbtide of yesterday. © Sam Gilliland. Residing in Scotland, Sam Gilliland is a champion of Lallans (the Scottish language) poetry and a recipient of Sangschaw’s prestigious MacDiarmid Tassie. With three previous collections of poetry published his work in Scots includes A Rickle O Banes (Penny Wheep Press). Founder/Secretary of Ayrshire Writers & Artists Society the organisation became the home of The Scottish International Open Poetry Competition, to which he devoted twenty eight years of his life as co-administrator and judge. Related Post ‘Letting Go’ by Michael Glassman The birch, the elm, the aging spruce Cannot restrain the restless roots Of saplings drawn to the silent sound Of brother’s heading skywar... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail 3 Responses James Sale November 15, 2017 Very powerful poem – haunting too in its evocations. Marvellous work. Reply Leo Yankevich November 15, 2017 You are, Mr Gilliland, a poet with a unique voice and style, a master of unobtrusive yet compelling metre and rhyme. Yet again you have given us another gem. Reply Ram November 16, 2017 What powerful imagery! Great job! Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.