The Gardening Jacket – Jim Mackintosh

my grandad’s tweed jacket
shaped by the seasons
held together, filled
by fragments of him

a penknife, bone handled
the silver inlay, lost
the memories of string
of cabbages snicked fresh

loose tobacco
trapped into corners
enough for two fills
hiding from the reality
the pipe was snapped

the cobbled stitch
of a plaid patch
on an elbow worn
from fence post leans

the sweet, unknown air
folding through me
like the memory
of a piper’s lament

on the walk, solemn
paced to the kirkyard
leaving the jacket
on the shed door

for cabbages and days
of yellow broom sprigs
where drills of seed
fill the pockets with him

About aloudqmu

Aloud is a monthly poetry and spoken word open mic night, and literary magazine. We are based in Glasgow University's Queen Margaret Union, Glasgow, Scotland, UK. Here we wish to publish performance videos from our open mic nights, event updates, and the writing featured in our monthly Aloud Magazine, and some of the writing that didn't quite make the final cut.
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