A group of writers in Chichester coming together once a month for inspiration, collaboration and sensation
Yer a wee humble hing
wha moves wi oot clatter or ding
But ae yer praises
Ah’m sorry ma wee freend
thit ah washed ye awa
and wis sae careless tae hae deemed
ye no weilcome in ma company.
Yer wee bittie shawn awareness
an easy kin be seen in ye
Aye, yer jist trauchlan alang like me.
Confusion an urgency pushes us forrid
tae try tae make guid o oor blessin’s
and tak the best oot fae whits horrid.
Ah Jyne in the circle o’ life,
Tis sympathy whit pulls us thegither
and we’re ae destined tae be divided, when oor herts caldrife.
In that auld phrase
“We’re aw Jock tamsons bairns”
biggit fae the same stuff, sin the earliest days.
We shidnae be hateful ,fu e spite
insteid we should honour oor unity
and try tae dae whits right.
Your a wee humble thing
who moves without clatter or bang/knock/noise
but always your praises
I’m sorry my wee friend
that I had washed you away
and was so careless to have deemed
you not welcome in my company.
your wee bit of shown awareness
and easy can be seen in you
yes, your just trudging/dragging yourself along along like me.
confusion and urgency pushes us forward
to try to make good of our blessings
and take the best out from what’s horrid.
I join in the circle of life
Tis sympathy what pulls us together
and we’re always destined to be divided, when our hearts cold/indifferent.
In that old phrase
we’re all Jock tamsons children ( which is a scottish proverb meaning something like we’re all alike.At one time this would’ve meant we’re all god’s children)
built (made) from the same stuff since the earliest days.
we shouldn’t be hateful, full of spite
instead we should honour our unity
and try to do what’s right.