Tuesday 13 May 2014

His brooding stare

His brooding stare
She could not bear
There was a battle brewing 
Behind arctic blue eyes
His pain 
She felt
Like daggers plunging into her heart
She wanted to reach out
Cradle him in her arms
Slay all of his troubles
But she was too far
Separated by oceans of circumstance....

(c) SA MacNeil




Thursday 8 May 2014

Ladies don't drink beer

"Ladies don't drink beer" he says...

Well I am most definitely a lady
And I most definitely drink beer
I'm soft spoken and polite
I wear my jeans and dresses tight
I can drink with the boys
And tell dirty jokes
To rival all the other blokes
Sappy movies make me cry
And I could never hurt a fly
But I can shoot a gun
Not to kill, just for fun
I can use power tools
And wield an ax
It's all true
These are the facts
I can switch from heels
To hiking boots with ease
I can strut a catwalk
And even climb trees
I can play guitar
And camp under the stars
I can bait a hook
Just don't ask me to cook
I enjoy sipping tea
And single malt whisky
I'm Canadian
I'm Scottish
I'm a scientist
I'm a poet
I'm laid back
I'm down to earth
I was raised with manners
Hand me some nails
And pass that hammer
I'll build you a bookcase
It'll be your special place
Where you can store all your other outdated preconceived notions
of what a lady should be...

"Ladies don't drink beer" he says
Well, I am a lady of discerning tastes
And I will drink this beer
With a smile on my face

(c) SA MacNeil




Thursday 1 May 2014

Siege nor storm
















Siege nor storm
Will not break me
Strong and proud
May none forsake me

(c) SA MacNeil