Long Ayrshire Poems
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Having lived in Scottish Countryside
during my early formative childhood
a river flowed behind house
many moments there I stood
On a sunny summers day
there watched time go by
so peaceful tranquil setting
makes one want everlasting high
This is the river Irvine
running round it's every bend
taking it's streaming tide along
this stream never to end
Many a walk I've took
with Cora my friendly dog
along this on spring night
taking rest on wooden log
These are such precious memories
one's that need kept in mind
so to be thankful always
for these moments always shined
(This River Irvine runs from Lanarkshire/Ayshire border in south west Scotland ending at the town of Irvine in North Ayrshire.)
I am like everybody else
created to be individually unique
which does blow your mind
for I feel to be really weak
A Scotsman born in Glasgow
adopted at six weeks moved to Ayrshire
lived out in the countryside
loved the outdoors never did tire
Always had stammering difficulty
hard to speak no matter the scene
in later years loved classical music
brought calm to mind felt so clean
Then got into poetry for real
reading and writing loved this time
such verse that inspired the mind
life's now in tuneful rhyme
I'm now in retirement years
enjoying life and loving Christine
celebrated silver wedding last year
where have all the years been?!!
In growing up in the country
in a cottage by a farm
we had a pet dog called Glen
was real friendly full of charm
My dad, Glen and I was working away
at neighbouring farm on the hill
Glen a sprightly brown coloured Collie
loved racing the fields couldn't keep still
On finishing work we drove back home
twenty miles in the wet and rain
on way home discovered no Glen
so arrived at home feel real pain
Decided to get some needed sleep
when making supper heard bark at door
opened the door to a great surprise
wet and soaked but my heart did soar
Glen was home travelled all way back
on his own without any kind of aid
a mighty surprise was this indeed
this dog's directive sense is first grade
(This was true story growing up on farm in Ayrshire in south west Scotland.)
In this town, I've lived for 30 years
having been brought up down Ayrshire way
but meeting Christine took me away
to Renfrew where I'd for rest of life stay
It's a small town just like any other
being a royal burgh it's history's long
as it's never to be my home town
where one's born and bred is your song
Although I've said what I've just said
this town is ideally in the right place
so much good access down to the coast
as well as great transport links which is ace
Having large shopping centre on its doorstep
wherein history Renfrew Castle sat there
so that's the town where I do live
nothing great but has folk who do care
There's a place I love to walk along
that brings along a breeze in the air
as your feet in the sand leaves its mark
so thrilling having this place so rare
On Bonnie Scotland's country of Ayrshire
at Irvine's beach park on the west coast
looking back over the hilly slopes behind
such a picture of inspiration one can boast
One watches the waves roll in
so fully transforming upon the mind
the ripples of water so soothing
makes your pen move to be signed
Standing watching dogs have fun
splashing among the waters blue
matching the beautiful sky above
a picture indeed looks brand new
Memories of this keep me going
when in bleak winter can't get there
lifts your spirit makes one's ink flow
gives one's writing an added flair
(Writing on my favourite inspirational place to visit uplifting my spirits and give me the needed direction to write with heavenly guidance.)
My early days upon this earth
was filled with questions and disquiet
not knowing where would I end up
perplexed mixed up my mind felt on a diet
These days lasted a whole six weeks
in that time all uncertain full of doubt
feeling unloved, unwanted and all forsaken
thinking what is this world all about?
After birth is given up by my earth Mother
I was taken to church children's home
all in the hope that I would be adopted
but nothing was sure did even have a comb?
Thinking back now can't remember much
of the time there but I must have been
anxious, nervous, fearful since then I stammer
maybe these days caused made tongue unclean
But thankfully I was adopted at six weeks
taken by a couple with no kids in Ayrshire
now looking back over all these years
thanks to God providentially saved from the mire
What makes one to write verse?
especially when school days was zero
english classes were complete bore
always at bottom so was no hero
This so well describes me then
couldn't wait to get away from school
didn't know what my future would hold
letter writing I loved pen was fav tool
Now looking back maybe just not right time
needing encouragement for ink to flow
time was on my side for to develop
best things in life sometimes come slow
Even reading poetry didn't really excite
as Ayrshire lad wasn't drawn to Robert Burns
it took holidays down in Lake district area
view Wordsworth house for mind take turns
Now finally things coming together
the inner ink gradually dripping out
admit I'm not that great so far
such pleasure to write without doubt
God has filled me with His truth
so I need to faithfully tell it forth
seeking to give God all the glory
inspired from one divine source
(My coming together to write poetry was a slow long trip but it now comes as a great joy to do. )
Kilmarnock is two places split by Atlantic
one in Virginia other in Ayrshire
they are of different character straits
all bringing their own dimensions higher
The Virginia brand settled way back in early 1600s
originally known as ‘the Crossroads’ as it began
this charming small town is on east Peninsula
between Potomac and Rappahannock waters have ran
The Ayrshire version sits seven miles from coast
the largest town in all of Ayrshire county
famous for it’s whisky, carpets and bonnet making
becoming a royal burgh in 1672 was it’s bounty
In America’s ‘Killie’ town to admire so much
join the Chesapeake Bay wine trail few miles away
see the birth place of Washington and Robert E. Lee
so much to enjoy never fill it in a whole day
In Scotland’s ‘Killie’ town they remember
their national bard Robert Burns no less
his first printed works called ‘Kilmarnock’ edition
to read Rabbie’s words is a sure bless!
(Having recently came to know of a Kilmarnock in USA and having lived my first 36 years in Kilmarnock in Scotland, so thought I would try and bring their respective highs together in written form.)
(KILLIE- is Scots nickname for Kilmarnock)
The first sign of summer
has this day appeared so clear
the sky's blue with sun about
you can feel it so very near
So to the beach I did go
Tshirt and shorts was my wear
took off trainers and socks
who's looking! I did not care
I then paddled along the sea
my feet was completely wet
so refreshing and cool the water
the time escaped like we'd never met
This is such a good feeling
wish it would last for ever
feeling the rays of the sun
all over myself like a flowing river
So pray for more sunny days
bright and warm is our wish
all over the world this summer
served up like our fav dish
AUTHOR NOTES:
Walking along the beach on the Scottish North Ayrshire coastline the other day,
it was our first really warm sunny day of the summer, just a few thoughts on the
experience.
There I was just me myself
it just seemed I knew no one
my parents had been cut off
there I was me their only son
On the seafront at Largs
away for the day being only nine
in a moment what do I do
panic set in felt out of line
But thankfully they saw me
reconnected again all together
at that moment felt really alone
all had changed except the weather
This reminds one of Jesus childhood
thinking of when Jesus went away
from His parents for they were shocked
not realizing He was in the temple all-day
But Jesus was in control back then
where I was not sure what to do
two opposites for sure in contrast
where were you? a question all so true!
(This tale really happened on the Scottish seaside town on Largs on the Ayrshire coast, where I got lost from my parents these many years ago.
This is written telling of this experience comparing it with Jesus's parents losing Him in Jerusalem 2000 years ago.)