Drift

I am working on my second collection of poems. Hoping to print it next year.

Here’s one of the new poem’s that might make the cut. As usual, I have no idea what set the ball rolling. But the point of origin doesn’t really matter, does it?

Here it is. Out in the world. For good or ill.

Drift

Like any buoy, the tendency may be to go with the ebb

and flow of tides that push us in or pull us out

as if we were not anchored

by the real.

But letting go is altogether something else.

Neither flotsam nor jetsam.

Maybe we’re both.

Safe Harbour, Noumea (2025)

My first collection of poems -- Something That Comes Close -- is still available to buy online. Details below.

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Something That Comes Close is the debut work of Scottish-born writer Dougie Herd, now living in Australia. Reflections on becoming, on the joy of simple things, on life's hopeful journey. Sometimes sad because life sometimes is. But never despairing or despondent. Cos life's too short.

• Pulse: memory, life and death, loss, dislocation.

• Place: here and there, then and now, home and somewhere else.

• Encounters: the unexpected.

• Foolish Things: some of which are not entirely pointless.

• Waving: the possibility of renewal, the necessity of change, the inevitability of silence.

Words by Dougie Herd. Illustrations by Spike Deane.

Buy your paperback copy at Amazon Books.

Available also on:

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