Best Canna Poems

Inspired by the painting "Highland Lassie" (1871) by Thomas Faed.

(Verse One; In introduction to Cailin)
Walkin' on the highways, searchin' down the byways,
Tromps a lonely figure...

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En France, les demineurs
still search the fields
removing shells, 
grenades and bombs
of two World Wars

Would that we had the same 
for affairs of the human heart
to...

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I’m here.
Holding up the sky

It will not fall on you
Not again
In these days once more
When you tell me you canna do it
Not again

Stuttering intakes of...

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too much on the bloody mind,
canna concentrate half the time,
write about the demons babe,
put in words what eer ya crave,
let exageration calm the wit,
pump words...

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To a Mouse
by Robert Burns
translation/modernization/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Sleek, tiny, timorous, cowering beast,
Why’s such panic in your breast?
Why dash away, so quick, so rash,
In a...

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Sunlight shines within the folds
your red and orange hues display
your brush upon the canvas spoke
of beauty words could not relay

Lost within this burning flame
I'm wittiness...

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Written in Scottish dialect.

Jack, Bernard and John, the Bandit Kings,
Hae handicaps wae too high.
Each o’ them score four points a hole,
Ah canna tell ye a...

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You're a horse with an idiot paint job,
all zig-zaggy blacketty-white
you stand out when you're in a snowdrift
and can't even hide in the night.
Outrunning a Cheetah...

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Me slob clob be a dirty grey
me school an open alleyway
no sissy pens;  we wield 'em guns
me canna count but me's no dunce

Clompers bare;...

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hummingbird drinks from
orange canna lily bloom...
jack decapitates  


jack=Jack Frost, Hoar's Frost, etc....

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I have a dream of.....

Meandering paths and water lillies
Topiary hedges and mazes of green
Splashes of color across the lawn
Succulent fruits all for the picking

Bleeding hearts,...

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Orange cosmos flowers inside a circle
along with the canna indica flowers;
A big smile of welcome at the front entrance.             ...

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Undiscovered poets hear me, to PH draw near, 
This just might be a good chance for your views to ring clear.

An email address you need...

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Enough to make
The heart quake…
The smile on Ruby’s lips

Enough to cause 
The pulse to pause…
The curve of Ruby’s hips

Enough to light 
The darkest sky
The sound...

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Golden Glowing Biscuits

Eohippus at the dawn of history rides off the earth
His son the dawn horse rides out on the day
First through a lush field...

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