Summer-house isolation. A poem by Finola Scott

Let’s hear it for this cooried space
for spring sun brightening my pale face
for dandelions in uncut grass luring the bees
for the sweet flash of blue of a Great Tit’s need
for the clamour of lads, dads and mums playing football
for the surprise gift of prosecco and strawberries at my door
for the I’ve-not-baked-in-ages warm scones
for technology bring friends to loosen my still tongue
for the all-day comfort of pjs, tea and just one biscuit
for others out there shouldering the load.
Let’s hear it.
Current Makar of the Federation of Writers Scotland, Finola Scott is widely published including in New Writing Scotland. Fenland Reed, Lighthouse, PB, Coast to Coast. Her pamphlet Much left Unsaid is published by Red Squirrel Press. More can be read at fb Finola Scott Poems

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