Isabel Salmon - Poet
We will add poems by the late Isabel Salmon that have already been sent in to us and also Margo Mackay who has kindly offered to email them to us.
News for Isabel Salmon - Poet
There is wealth of poetry and writing in Caithness dialect if you can find it. Often of nostalgic nature looking back to happy days of childhood or memories of events or ways of doing things that have past or are passing out of memory.
Wick Gala Isabel (mckay) Salmon. Div ye ae Week o' long ago Or no 'at long id seems When ae Gala id took pleyce in style Doon on ae bleaching green Ae processiom aye geed through ae toon And up Kinnairdie Gran' We thocht id wiss ae finest sicht Ere seen in all ae lan' Wey had all ae herrin' lassies oot, An' ae owld box kert besides, Boot ae "Dennis"wis ae best o' a' She truly wis oor pride.
AE "GROAT" by Isabel (mckay) Salmon. Ae "Groat" id cam' oot long time ago since, An' wi' ids weel kent face Brought tales o' joy an sorrow, And did id all wi' grace, For iss wir weekly paper Takes us back o'er land and sea A link wi' bonnie Caithness, Where we ever long tae be..
The Cooper Isabel (mckay) Salmon. If ye lived ower in Poltney Toon Way back in '22 An' yer faither wis a cooper An' he wisna on ae "broo" Then ye can hould yir head up high An' walk wi' honest pride For ae copper wis a journeyman An expert at his trade Ae coopers they depended Upon ae fishing crew Till catch ae bonnie herring An' keep ae barrels fu' Ae fisher girls were ready Wi' gutting knife in hand To dress the "silver darlings" For export to a foreign land Those days are gone for ever Yet may history relate Tales of Wick in all its glory With the herring in full spate..
Home Rule Isabel (mckay) Salmon. Oh tell me fit yir mammy said When ye cam oot tae play She said "ye'll keep yir peeny claen Ids no ma washin' day" Then tell me fit yir mammy said When ye geed aff tae school She said "mind fit yir teacher says An' dinna act ae fool" So tell me fit yir mammy said When ye went till yir work She said "Mind ye get there on time An' see ye dinna shirk" Now tell me fit yir mammy said When ye brang hon' yir pay She said "ye'll get a sixpence noo Ae rest on new year's day!".
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