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
- Robert Burns: Compliments Of John Syme Of Ryedale: Lines sent with a Present of a Dozen of Porter.
- Sonnet Xiv
- Николай Заболоцкий – Царица мух
- Couplets on Wit poem – Alexander Pope
- The Times Are Tidy by Sylvia Plath
- Robert Burns: Merry Hae I Been Teethin A Heckle:
- Song—She’s Fair and Fause by Robert Burns
- A-Haulen O’ The Corn by William Barnes
- Euclid by Vachel Lindsay
- Never Try To Trick Me With A Kiss by Sylvia Plath
- Владимир Британишский – Кваренги
- Зинаида Александрова – Белочка
- Николай Глазков – Поэтоград
- Олег Бундур – Не верится
- Morning Poem #39 by Wanda Phipps
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