W orking on the Precambrian rocks I traveled to Scotland
O n way to Edinburgh I crossed the undulating Highlands
R oad was serpentine, built on hanging rocks and debris
L ined by thick unbroken strands of birch and pine trees
D ressed in tartan skirt bagpipers on roadside played free.
C rossing the glen on foot I almost sank like in quicksand
R oaming in the moors the reindeers framed a sight grand
U nder a veil of mist the Loch Ness didn’t show its monster
I n a hurry I couldn’t have covered the whiskey trail faster
S cotch in dashes of small pegs went straight to my head
E nticing me to remember fondly the beauty of Scotland.
September 24, 2017.
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There’s a curve in my perception that’s in dire need of straightening
To deter the insurrection I’ve called ‘my spiritual awakening’
My ego is faced with the fact that it’s on a need to know basis and it’s on the attack
Which consists of my being pissed off, with bad habits shouting 'viva la resistance!’
Means tested, faults considered
You’re the standing evil that’s delivered
Everything I’ve ever wanted
Whilst your sleight of hand goes for my watch
Stealing, rinsing we’re both haunted
Now forsaken comes the final cotch
Something bigger the both of us turns pages that are frayed and withered
I can’t believe it’s been this long yet still so badly botched
Standing
Delivered
Stood
Remisson
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