I have had a poem accepted by Hampden and is currently on view – it is STAND FREE number 15 on the listhttps://hampdencollection.com/primopoetica/

Stand Free

Here, being red is unique

in crowds of blue and green

Often discarded or hidden away

but sometimes magnificent

when it really matters

I can taste it now

between crusty steak

bratwurst mitt pretzels

with lashings of durken

and oodles of pride

My senses fill at the thought of you

on cold winters nights

Sweaty class oozes over fields

as we’re red, your dead; we’re dancing on your head

we’re Aberdeen; where it counts

to have two silver stars over your badge

Being red is what I live by

and I will feel the rush of it

wherever I go; see the seagulls swooping

smell the ozone new and hear

the loons who never give up hope

standing free wherever they may be