List of awards/
Theatre cloud Flash fiction short-listed and read by a professional actor online. (c2016)
The Brothers Gunn Poem published in Northwords Now 2016
Rebel 1st prize - Glasgow Women`s Library Short Story Competition, 2018
2 poems in FortyVoices Strong an anthology of contemporary Scottish poems edited by Patrick Moran published by Grayson Books, 2019
2 poems - Aspects of Blue in Island and Sea (2019) and Aspects of Blue in City Town and Village 2020 (Scottish Writers’ Centre Chapbooks)
Survival poem short-listed a Hammond House international writing competition, published (along with two illustrations by Meg) in the anthology Survival by Hammond House Publishing 2021.
The Collection 1st prize in the prose section of HighlandLIT’s 2021 writing competition.
the beautiful grey 3rd prize in the poetry section of HighlandLIT’s 2021 writing competition
I love you - short story shortlisted for Edinburgh flash fiction award. Published in A meal for a man in tails 2021 by Scottish Book Trust
The Black Feather poem in Beautiful -in the eye of the beholder an anthology published 2022 by Sweetycat Press
Stardust short-listed poem in Hammond House publication Stardust, published 2022 also including some illustrations for some of the poems
Poems and stories in Caithness Writers Anthologies, Beyond the Mist (2015) and Stacks (2018)
My own publication: Raven Songs: poems by Meg Macleod available from Amazon.co.uk
Poems from the play the little yellow bird
By Meg Macleod
you did not tell me about love
the uncut diamond shape of it
when I was lonely in the ocean of childhood
you could have told me about the war
about the soldier
before I fell into his grief
before I found him
hanging from the gibbet tree
teach me I asked her
teach me now
begin somewhere else
my mother said
let us work our way backwards
let us begin with sorrow
from here you see everything
from where the rose opens
you see smiles and laughter
hesitations at the crossroads
decisions and consequences
I was born south of Hadrian`s Wall in a small town in the heart of the England`s `Industrial Black Country`. The red brick suffocation imprinted on me the feeling of being `a fish out of water.`
The years eventually took me to British Columbia - to Vancouver Island, a land of water and trees and multicultural influences. I completed a Bachelor of Fine Arts degree there in the University of Victoria and discovered the joy of philosophy and poetry.
The North Coast of Scotland became my home in 1974. I earned my living designing and making embroidered garments and doing `home help’, in between offering a vegetarian B&B (before the crazy world of North Coast 500) Those were transformative years. A land so ancient and remote, where there was nowhere else to go but inwards. My writing began here, inspired by the solitude and the landscape.
Intervening years birthed my family. And loss. My writing resumed in earnest after the death of my husband in 2014. Everything from year zero to the end of 2017 is held within the pages of my book of poems that I published in 2017, Raven Songs
My mentor for years of writing has been George Gunn. His keen eye always asking for more from the script. He mended broken wings to help the little yellow bird fly. I owe him a debt of gratitude.
There are poems still to publish, hundreds…..I enjoy sharing them ..the connection with others is the reason I write.
As Charlotte Bronte said ‘I`m just going to write because I cant help it’. That just about sums it up.
By Meg Macleod
the robin gave me his song
not the lilting anthem of the lark
not the raucous piercing of the gull
not the joyous love song of the blackbird
not the sweet trembling from the willow warbler
not the busy chattering of the sparrow
none of these.
the robin gave me a song of courage.
(From Raven Songs)
where love dies in the trenches
do you see the fields of Flanders
do you see the mud where poppies seeded
do you see the meadows
where the poppies flourish
each petal a letter home
turn and look northwards
where sorrow is a song
around the shoulders of the people
only by its deep cut will you learn
love is cruel strong defiant inevitable
beautiful in the flow of blood
from one to another
love does not come alone
my mother said
but it is often lonely