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
- Acceptance by Robert Frost
- Василий Жуковский – Адельстан
- To A Jilted Lover by Sylvia Plath
- Notes To A Neophyte by Sylvia Plath
- But I Was Looking At The Permanent Stars by Wilfred Owen
- Olney Hymn 24: Prayer For Children by William Cowper
- Hymn To Apollo poem – John Keats poems
- My November Guest by Robert Frost
- Ruth by William Wordsworth
- Childless Woman by Sylvia Plath
- Your Last Drive by Thomas Hardy
- Matter For Gratitude poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Minoan Porcelain
- Are You There? by W H Auden
- Goliath Of Gath by Phillis Wheatley
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