Back in safer waters.
Heave, haul MacNamara lad
the weather’s closing in
we’ll have to race for Scarinish
a race I pray we’ll win, my boy,
a race I pray we’ll win
Keep those creels a coming lad
we’ll reach the harbour yet
the lobster and the velvet crab
are playing hard to get, my boy
they’re playing hard to get
Feel the salt spray stinging lad
the gale is westerin’ in
I feel it turn nor’wester though
can feel it on my skin, my boy
d’you feel it on your skin?
I smell that Islay malt my lad
the tang is on my tongue
likewise the peat smoke swirling lad
the cottages among, my boy
and hear the gaelic sung
Well, we're home and safe lad
Let's wash an’ to the céilidh
I’ll dance the feet from Morag lad
And spin the lassies gaily, boy
I’ll spin those lassies gaily
Oli 15/03/07
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Creels 'n' Reels Written by CliffBowes (176 comments posted) 15th March 2007 |
A most evocative poem Oli, beautifully written. It has the feel of an old Scottish folk song about it, I can almost hear the tune it could be set to. It goes down well with a fine glass of peaty Lagavulin to hand. Cheers Cliff |
Creels 'n Reels Written by Josie (2732 comments posted) 15th March 2007 |
| Oli, if you look at my reply to yours on my poem below, you will know for sure that I would love this poem for its rhythm and rhyme. It also is almost a song. We need to hear it read with your lovely Scottish accent to make it sound good. The children here in Ilkley have asked me to read my poems on my website (to help them with their English etc etc) - and I've done that. I've sometimes told them what went through my mind when I wrote it, or a bit about it. It would be wonderful if we could hear the voices of the great poets of the past, and to listen to them talking about how and why they wrote a particular poem. It would also be nice if we could hear the poets reading their work on this website - well, some of them anyway. This one is really one I would like to hear. One little thing I noticed (not much): Last verse, first line. Something a little different about the rhythm. Something missing. I might have put: Well, at last we're home and safe, my lad" - - - but you may not agree. |
Written by Phil (6645 comments posted) 15th March 2007 |
Lovely. The story, the tone, the rhythm, and topped off by the refrain at the end of each verse. You really gave a sense of time and place in this. Just one observation: I love whiskey, but Islay malts always taste of TCP to me. Mind, Im no connoisseur - I like my whiskey cheap and rough. Phil |
Written by Kathy (220 comments posted) 16th March 2007 |
Nice one Oli. I was there on the quayside with the wind in my hair, waiting to be spun gaily and now I'm off for a Jolly Roger! K |
Written by orangepeel (7 comments posted) 16th March 2007 |
| I liked this; it followed in the style of the narrative folk song or sea shanty. It had all the required ingredients,a good rhythm, rhyming and the repetition of some lines. A fine effort, Have you set it to a known tune? |
Written by ellipinnock (1753 comments posted) 17th March 2007 |
Enjoyed this Oli. Thought the penulitmate stanza particularly strong. Elli |
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