Signposts
Once in Eire I asked directions.
The soft-shirted man with sky-bright
eyes reassured me:
Sure it's grand. I know it well.
Go straight ahead for a while.
Keep steady.
There'll be a big road on the left.
Never let on you see it.
Go on. The road you need is a hard turn
about a mile or less further along.
Map contours don't tell
when the geese will fill horizons
or the moon will flood the night.
Older now, I like to know how
the land lies.
Where is solid; safe.
I think of you soft-eyed
in our early home
and what I didn't see.
Finola Scott's poems are published on postcards, tapestries and posters and in magazines
including New Writing Scotland, PB and Lighthouse. Red Squirrel Press publish her pamphlet
Much left Unsaid. She is currently Makar of the Federation of Writers (Scotland).
You can find more poems here.
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