Writer Amanda finds re­lease in her po­etry

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‘YOU HAVE to keep your mind busy, or your hands, or both’ – that’s ac­cord­ing to one Roy Bridge wo­man who has found a new love for po­etry.

Amanda Hold­away spent her pro­fes­sional ca­reer as an in­sur­ance claims in­ves­ti­ga­tor.

Orig­i­nally from Sus­sex, she moved to Lochaber with her mother 13 years ago and her cur­rent home eight years ago.

Amanda de­scribes her­self as a cre­ative per­son who has al­ways had a love for words, but told

The Oban Times it was when her mother died just over two years ago that she re­ally started writ­ing.

‘English and his­tory were my pre­ferred sub­jects at school,’ she said, ‘and I re­ceived dis­tinc­tion in both of them. I used to write oc­ca­sion­ally but it re­ally was spo­radic, when the mood took me.

‘I am sin­gle so when my mother died it was re­ally just me – and the long dark Lochaber nights were some­times dif­fi­cult. I guess I found the writ­ing kind of ther­a­peu­tic and wrote more and more.

‘At the hard­est times, my writ­ing has re­flected my mood and has been quite melan­cholic but I found putting my thoughts down help ease me out.

‘Sim­i­larly, if I look out of the win­dow and see a squir­rel be­ing silly in the trees, then it can re­ally make me laugh and it is fun to jot it down.’

One of Amanda’s first po­ems was a gift for a neigh­bour, and the present was ap­pre­ci­ated so much that when he told friends and fam­ily about it, they started ask­ing for their own.

But de­spite the in­crease in fre­quency, Amanda still prefers to write by hand. The 58-year-old said: ‘My neigh­bour en­joyed golf so much and one day the words just came to me so I put them to­gether. Next thing I knew I was be­ing asked for po­ems about a ham­ster and what not.

‘I love to play with words. I some­times put words on pieces of pa­per and can then can draw them to­gether in a way that cre­ates a nice poem – you couldn’t do the same with a com­puter.’

‘The other day I was driv­ing in the car and the first line of a new poem came to me so I held on to it in my head and wrote it when I got home. The po­ems just seem to hap­pen – I don’t plan them as such but they cer­tainly bring me joy.’ The Oban Times will fea­ture one of Amanda’s po­ems each week, the first of which is here.


Softly fall­ing flakes muf­fle sound as they gen­tly touch the ground.

White­ness fill­ing air gath­ers pace as more and more join the race.

A col­li­sion of join­ing hands makes a blan­ket once it lands.

Fre­quently pris­tine scene un­touched snow only con­tours left on show

Prior sights erased with coat­ing win­ter’s uni­form en­shroud­ing

Uniquely formed ev­ery one share their fate un­der the sun.

Amanda Hold­away has dis­cov­ered a flair for writ­ing po­etry.

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