Merry Matrioshka
The Big Wheel stirs the stars
carnival crowds shriek
and you cradle your bump
in the bright bauble of your belly
cells divide divide
flesh eyes bones prepare
as Edinburgh melts
palace guards sport party hats
and you feel the baby kick
ripe round and ready
toes nails shins all announce
solstice dark surrenders
wise-men sure you light our way
no need for inns or xmas markets
for gluewein pretzels poppets
you carry the perfect gift.
Finola Scott's poems are published on postcards, tapestries and posters and in magazines
including New Writing Scotland, PB and Lighthouse. Red Squirrel Press publish her
pamphlet Much left Unsaid. She is currently Makar of the Federation of Writers (Scotland).
You can find more poems here.