when I squat down
by a stone wall

the moment enters


broken arms around me
naked to the sky

filled with a hearth of tree

a machair rug

when I lose
all sense of others

as far as           the sea
and then some


down a funnel

my own dwelling




Sarah Harrison Reid lives in  Scotland. She has an MA in Creative Writing (with Distinction). Inspired by nature, love and loss, she has always written poetry.  She has been published in Poetry Scotland, Dreich, Another North, Feral and Keep Yer Heid.