Hogmanay (Part 5)

Let’s do something

She said

Different this year

I’ve had enough

Of drinking beer

I don’t mind

He said

Whatever we do

As long as it involves

Me and you


Hogmanay (Part 3)

Time

Creeping

Mine

Sweeping

Dicks

Sleeping

Women

Weeping


Hogmanay 2020 (Part 2)

Staring into a new year

Together

Holding hands

I can’t believe

Out of everyone

It’s you who understands


Hogmanay 2020 (Part 1)

I’ll give you one day

Where the sun will shine

And that day is Friday

This week

But after that

It’ll all fall flat

And it’s back

To the future that’s bleak

(Originally Posted 31.12.2020)

Missing The Boat

It’ll most likely be

Like the last four

Wondering what the fuck

I stuck around for


20/20

However
will I
make it
through

Another
year
without
you?

(Originally Posted 31.12.2019)

Random #155

‘We twa hae paidl’d in the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
Sin’ auld lang syne.’

– Robert Burns

Random #154

“May the best you’ve ever seen,
Be the worst you’ll ever see.
May the mouse ne’er leave your girnal,
Wi’ a tear drap in it’s e’e.
May your lum keep blithely reekin’,
Till ye’re auld enough to dee.
May you aye be just as happy,
As I’d like ye aye tae be.”

– Traditional Scottish Toast

Resolute

“New year, new me”

Is that what you want me to say?

Well, I’m not pretending

I’ll get a happy ending

Just like any other Friday

Random #45

Try to imagine a life without timekeeping.

You probably can’t.

You know the month, the year, the day of the week.

There is a clock on your wall or the dashboard of your car.

You have a schedule, a calendar, a time for dinner or a movie.

Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored.

Birds are not late.

A dog does not check its watch.

Deer do not fret over passing birthdays.

Man alone measures time.

Man alone chimes the hour.

And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures.

A fear of time running out.

The Time Keeper – Mitch Albom

Hogmanay 2020 (Pt 1)

I’ll give you one day

Where the sun will shine

And that day is Friday

This week

But after that

It’ll all fall flat

And it’s back

To the future that’s bleak

For Whom The Bell Tolls

I’m not ashamed
to admit

I shed a tear or
two last night

As the clock
struck twelve

It was all
a bit shit

Sitting here
all night

And drinking
by myself

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