Long Hebrides Poems

Long Ago, Memories Of A Cold Winter Night Conversation
(Narrative/Rhyme)

Hebridean isles, once sang to me in a dream,
She her beautiful hair silky, so very long
There rests magnificent treasure few ever find
A good poet would use it...

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The Rottweiler

I wouldn’t provoke a Rottweiler
Not unless I were prepped like a miler
Seems a little inbreeding
Done without heeding
Has turned Benji into a Sieg Heiler

The Saint Bernard

Though not in his nature to beg
He would flip for...

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In homage to the waters around the UK and all those who sail them...


Late at night and early dawn
Like clockwork - every day are heard
Those dulcet tones “set fair” to warn
With poetic, most prophetic words
What...

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Every February fourteenth,
(reference Gregorian Calendar see
High Middle Ages his Saints' Day)
which combs thee
day after morrow aye decree

Tweedledum and Tweedledee
mine near one and same
mean mein near best buddy
donning Harris tweed plus sundry
other manifold couture to express...

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HEBRIDES

Big waves crash on a Hebrides shore,
Horizontal rain slashes the rocks.
There’s no shelter here, not even a crack,
There’s no wood here, and nothing to burn:
Frost giants hurl slivers of  ice.
The sun will rise twelve...

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Villanelle: French Gourmand once sailed to the Isle of Ewe
  
     Dedicated to the great French actor, Off Course!

French Gourmand once sailed to the Isle of Ewe
Must you invite high...

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Oh, her love was for a sailor
Alas, the sailor sailed alone
So she took up with a cowboy
Who wore boots and rode a Roan

He dried her tears and held her hand
And softly whispered in her ear
He...

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O sing to me of Luskentyre's white sands,
sing of the distant Hebrides,
and in each note I'll hear the whispering wind
searching the machair in a soft lament.
On memory's wings to carry me away
to a land where...

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			A Gealic Song

Gneiss. 
	Ancient.
Vying with Earth herself for the Crown of Age.

In the Hebrides
Lie the Stones of Calanais
Stubborn chthonic deities of a common past
Rising up and standing against all.
You
More than a beautiful metaphor 
Of what...

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Failed poet

It is worrying when your mind is electrocuted by overthinking when you know for sure the system
is out to get you
The man sat naked on his roof as was his want none can deny...

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Seaweed, fragmented shell as cannonballs 
in maelstrom hurled upon the shore.
The bellowing wind cast all asunder
as Summer’s shoots from shifting sand were torn.
Such was Autumn’s storm.

The sleet was blown in horizontal sheets
as figures double-bent fought...

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A lonely solitary sound 
With voice still young and yet profound 
Floats lightly cross a mountain stream; 
Her song an all consuming dream. 
No Nightingale has pined as sweet 
Nor laid such beauty at my...

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I long to traipse across lavender heathered hills
and look across the North Sea as a winter wind chills.
Again, to dwell in a cottage, nestled in a green glen
or traverse Scotland's burns, I yearn. Do ya...

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A giraffe who was new
At the Aberdeen Zoo
Heard a bagpipe askirling one day.
He tracked down the player
And offered to pay her
If she kindly would teach him to play.
He gazed at the piper,
A Hebrides viper,
As she...

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Hermit’s wife was hustled off to the Hebrides Islands, very far. 
Hermit felt horrible as he saw her being loaded in a cattle car. 
This was on the other side of Scotland, would he ever...

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Oh, write tae me of the highlands, 
the crisp air and the damp. 
Write tae me of the heather'd fields 
'ere Bonnie Charlie danced. 

Oh, place yo'r quill upon the page 
and dream a fey...

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What fun it would be to sail on a ship
Over all the world on a pleasure trip
Riding the waves from shore to shore
Landing to browse in shops and stores
Daring to find new sights to explore

Canary...

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