Wurd o tha Week

Tha wurd fer tha week:
Chullers  (occasionally - chulders)


Meaning - jowls
This poor creeter haes quare chullers

Ullans Number 12 - Solace

The good people at the Ulster-Scots Language Society were kind enough to publish two of the poems I wrote last year in the latest edition of Ullans Magazine. They were also generous enough to provide some much needed editorial advice, for which I am greatly indebted. Below I have included my poem Solace which appears on page 23 of Issue 12

                                           

Solace

Tae danner doon loast loanins

Whaur time hings thick as stoor;

An skellied een can aftimes glean

Aa that cam afore.

Tae lay agin a waarm stane waa

That croons a drumlins heid,

Betwixt tha plan o God an man

An free fae unco need.

Tae sklent tha breakers’ fickle pad,

As spate owertaks tha lan,

And ower thair bak tae learn tae tak

Solace frae tireless plan.

Tae turn yinst mair an mak fur hame

Whane’er tha day iz gan –

Oor peace new-made wi him ’at sayed

Be still, an know I am.

                                             

D. Gibson,  2011

Dinnae waak Danner

Hae ye mind whun ye cud o gaen fir a danner wi'oot a bricth yella jerkin or a wee flashin licht? Whun ye cud o lee’d tha hoose wi’oot twa oors preparation. Aye, ye hae tae wunner if thon creeters wae watter bottles, heid phones and step coonters wud no be better aff on yin o thon waakin machines.

I think folk hae forgot hoo tae danner. Ye dinnae need a locth o parafinelia. Tha maist ye shud tak iz a guid stick an maybe a coat or a ganzy, jist hae mind tae follae tha oul sayin an cast ne'er a cloot tae Mays oot, an ye’ll be aa richt.

Aye, a danners no a danner wi'oot a dascent waakin stick. Wather it's a blackthorn fir leanin on or a sally rod fir snickin tha heids o dandelions ye kenn’d yer gaen simwhar wae a stick in yer han.

Bit tha hairtsim thing aboot a guid danner is tha kintrieside: tha white snawdrops, tha yella whin blossoms, tha lopsided sycamore seeds burlin roon as they faa fae branches abain yer heid. It disnae seem licht oany yin taks tha time tae luk aroon thum nooadays. I doot Mr Davies hae'd it richt whun he said "A poor life this if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare."

Whut use iz it tae ken hoo mony calories ye hae burnt. If ye saw naethin o worth.

If ye learnt naethin. If ye thoct aboot naethin bit yersel.

So tha nixt time yer oot on tha road, gaen oot o yer road, an appen yer een. Tak yer time, an dinnae waak, danner.