Scotland
by MB Moshe
I’ll remember days like this;
When dew found the
Greenest hills my eyes have kissed
By a sun that
Followed Glasgow west to Larges;
I loitered long
Cool in streets of cobbled stone;
I’ll recall days like this when
My backpack tore;
And my canvas shoes would kick
Dip sheep had left
As I climbed the hills to see
How far I’d come
From England to be estranged;
I’ll remember days like this;
When I veered my
Course to defy odds I missed
To venture gains
And hear Brogue twist tongues around
Affirming “aye,”
For words far between and few;
I’ll relish my days like this
When Milpo reigned
After Hebrides’ ferry’s mist;
I conquered all,
I swaggered streets small with pride.
They swelled the tales
Told back in Birmingham’s pubs.
Copyright ©: 2013
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Memoirs Of A Spinach-Picker by Sylvia Plath
- Николай Гумилев – Неизгладимы, нет, в моей судьбе
- To A Girl In A Garden by Sappho
- Paragraphs from a Day-Book by Marilyn Hacker
- An Excelente Balade of Charitie: As Wroten bie the Gode Pri by Thomas Chatterton
- A Florilegium poem – Alfred Austin
- Feelings Of The Tyrolese by William Wordsworth
- A Child’s Grace by Robert Herrick
- Владимир Высоцкий – О конце войны
- Sonnet To Sleep poem – John Keats poems
- May Magnificat poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- It Is March by W. S. Merwin
- Владимир Гиляровский – Покаюсь
- Георгий Иванов – Балтийское море дымилось
- Иван Киуру – Человек
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
