Another Night Shift
The subtle switchblade of tender love opens
and in its loosing of red, ripened fruit
delights the smile to see.
Far away the twelfth bell strikes a dull note of accord
the clock tower stretches out tired hands, settles
for a night by the fire, pipe in hand and a good book,
‘Mars rising, Venus reclines,’
the shift is about to begin.
An owl hoots, the kill only a soft wingbeat away.
Copyright © Roddy Scott 2016
I am a busy family guy who writes when he can. I’m a guitarist and songwriter also.
I’ve been published in ‘Outloud,’ an anthology of performance poets, (AD2000) whilst resident in Hong Kong for 8 years. I’m a member of SAW (Scottish Assoc. Writers) attend Word Play, a writer’s group with Marc Sherland at the Tron Theatre Glasgow on Fridays. We work towards monthly performance pieces. I’ve been writing steadily since I attended a writers’ group for the first time in Paisley Central library, 1985.