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It's one of the plus's of living in Scotland
if you are over the 60 plus age band
travel is free from John O'Groats to Dumfries
giving one the opportunity having a free hand
In a land like Scotland full of great scenery
rugged mountainside and lochs so deep
surrounded by oceans east and west
the Atlantic and the North Sea are a mighty leap
So, my favourite trips are to Inverness and Perth
also love Dunfermline, Andrew Carnegie's town
Edinburgh the capital with its wonderful castle
many lovely places in the borders to be found
Being brought up in the county of Ayrshire
I love to go back and walk Irvine's beach
also back to Kilmarnock bring the memories back
there my home town kept me on the right track
So the buses with its many numbers
taking us over 60s far and near
deckers single and double all for free
blessed trips always forever in top gear
There will come a day, when a Maiden graces the Glens
Alba is where she'll stand amidst the land of Highland men
For her hand will be chosen to be at this clansman's side
And render her heart to he, forever she'll reside
To a place called Inverness, which will claim her heart
Leaving her hurt behind allowing her life to start
For in this tranquil city surrounded by hues of green
Many times we'll capture these views, oh! to be seen
Along the River Ness in whatever season one walks
It's beauty always abounds allowing us to talk
There's no better place to stop to share a loving kiss
In the background her waters flow, soothing, so bliss
Many years have passed, we still walk the riverside
To my Maiden who graces my heart, and leaves me full of pride
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Southwest of Inverness
A stretch of water called "Loch Ness"
It runs along The Great Glen Fault
Freshwater deep, not a tinge of salt
But this legendary loch
Has a secret to share
In its murky depths
Is their a monsters lair?
St Columbus is believed to have seen
The traits of this monster, in its particular mean
The place where he stayed, the locals in mourn
A swimmer chased by this water born
Dragged to the deep of this peat stained loch
A family now mourn their loss
An aid of the Saint, on his masters so
Enters the loch, as he swims with the flow
Not long in, something chases his wake
His master rises and with a cross he makes
Go no further
Do not touch the man
Go back at once
From that lair you come
The beast recedes like natures tide
This Saintly man had him cast aside
In our modern world 1934
The monster again came to the fore
This time captured on film
Is it a her, or is it a him
All i can say is we leave it alone
Its the lochs monster so let it roam
If it does exist, its for natures bless
This awesome of beasts
Monster of the Ness
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/scotland.php
1.. About five years ago i went to collect my two of my grandchildren from my ex wife`s house, Tulula then 6 Bonnie 6 months. We walked down to my daughters house. Tulula opened the back door, the step was pretty high, Tulula was inside looking at me, as i looked to the step for the wheels to clear , Tulula screamed as i looked the pram was empty and the baby,Bonnie was on the floor, my ex wife hadn`t strapped her in .
I picked her up and went into the house, sat her on my knee and examined her. NOT ONE SCRATCH was on her, the shock wore off and she was laughing and running around. Psalm 91 , he will give his Angels charge over you to keep you in all your ways. Amazing.
2..I was having my usual prayer walk ( intersessing warfare.) in our local park one night, 5 young guys approached me and asked for money in a threatening way. I went straight to floor and shouted HELP from Jesus , immediately 3 were pushed back, i gave my empty wallet over, they got away with a ring and some anointing oil ;) . I found out later that these people had mugged many people in the park and slashed them up. Praise God and Psalm 91. it works the bible does what it says . hallelujah
3.. In 2021 i was in Inverness, i was talking to a young lass who said she had terminal cancer, she was vey thin and frail. I asked if i could pray for her she said ok . I rebuked cancer and every legality in spirit then i spoke to the cancer to leave her body. She coughed up 3 black clots. She said she`d just got out of hospital and she couldn`t cough or sneeze without terrific pain. I went home for a friends funeral when i returned i seen her and she hugged me crying saying it was gone ALL CLEAR PRAISE GOD . You will crush the great lion and the dragon. HALLUJAH. PSALM 91.13.
AC/DC, the rockers from down under
Boston, with Tom Scholz on guitar, sweet thunder
Creedence Clearwater, singing Proud Mary
Deep Purple, from the 70's, rocking and hairy
Eagles, easy listening, bum hugging music
Foreigner, with their Englishman Mick
Gun, from Glasgow, Taking on the World
Heart, from Seattle, just have to be heard
Inxs, singing their Afterglow
Journey, from Frisco, under the Bay Bridge flow
Kiss, in make up, after these Crazy Crazy Nights
Loverboy, from Canada, in concert excite
Marillion, prog rockers singing the lovely Kayleigh
Nazareth, from Scotland, singing Please Don't Judas Me
OMD, with their song Enola Gay
Pink Floyd, just let Emily Play
Queen, without Freddie, but their show went on
Rush, from Toronto, three playing amazing songs
Styx, with Tommy Shaw, their blond blue eyed boy
Thin Lizzy, from Dublin, playing Inverness were a joy
Uriah Heep, named after a character by Dickens
Van Halen, with Eddie, and his guitar rockin lickin
Wishbone Ash, a favourite band of mine
XTC, singing Senses Working Overtime
Yes, with album covers, by Roger Dean
ZZ Tops, singing Legs, those legs need to be seen
My name is James, born 1961
In Inverness, a small Scots town
To my father Andrew, and my mother Beryl
And Billy my brother, a pair of devils
In 67, we woke one night
Our house was ablaze, full of orange light
Our neighbour next door, for whatever reason
Started a fire, it must be crazy season
We had too move to a caravan park
By this time it,s three, to make a new start
My mother Beryl decide to leave
But the three of us left, never bothered to grieve
In the next few weeks, we ended in court
Two small children, in a marriage abort
We were asked to choose either Dad or Mum
But we ignored the parent, who went on the run
As we left the court, to start a new life
We felt sorry for Dad, as his illness was rife
He never told us that he was unwell
It would upset one of his boys, as the future will tell
Then came the night all parents dread;
Being told one of his boys is nearly dead
We were going to a boys club, on a Monday night
My brother was running so far out of sight
I turned the corner to see him ahead
No!! he's been hit by a van, Boom's Boom's dead
I ran to my father, sreaming and crying
I'm finding my life,at 7 - far too trying
After the funeral, and with my father unwell
We left Inverness, our eyes a swell
To go as two, and not three as before
It's like Mother Nature closed a door
So we headed west, to a place called Fort William
Was it in the stars, cause Billy " is " William
We moved there, as the air was so pure
Hoping my father will find his cure
For whatever reason, we left the above
We found no Angel or peaceful dove
So we headed back to Inverness
Fathers health decreasing, life still a stress
Over the next few years, i was fostered and loaned
In couples houses and children's homes
It was really strange in all those places
Different people, different faces
Then on the 16th of Feb - 76,
James, i was told, your dads very sick.
The cancer had taken your father away
To be with Billy, where you'll join them one day
In 77, i joined the Navy, as i promised my dad you see.
I did'nt enjoy it, i decided to leave
Back up north, where my futures to be
I wanted to have, what my parents had lost
And that was my aim, no matter the cost
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http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/me.php
This mighty Fort
Hanoverian built
To suppress the Scot's
Deter the kilt
This Star-fort design
One of Europe's best
Never attacked
No enemy zest
Strategically set
On the Moray Firth
This fort of forts
Hanoverian best
Near Inverness
Where Culloden was fought
The Jacobite's defeated
Our army now nought
So this fort you see
Curtailed the future me
To keep us in check
In case we rose again
To chase the English
From our Highland domain
Centuries later it stands to tell
The construction of, has lasted well
This fort of forts, from the link you can see
Why it suppressed many of me
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/scotland.php
http://www.undiscoveredscotland.co.uk/nairn/fortgeorge/
The full moon shines
On Tomnahurich Hill
Even looking
Gives you the chill
The Fairy hill
Mound of the dead
When white silhouettes walk
The townsfolk dread
A ship lost at sea
Engulfed by the mass
The cries of their drown
Rise through the grass
They call out the names
Of their loved ones they miss
This night of the dead
As they float through the mist
This crew of souls
Lost in their roam
Thousands of miles
From their Argentine homes
What amazes the townsfolk
Of Inverness
This crew lost at sea
In roaming distress
Their ship was lost
Of the Falklands coast
Thousands of miles away
But we see their ghosts
So when the full moon shines
On Tomnahurich Hill
No blood is spilt
Only their ghostly return will
To continue the Ghost trail, having being tagged by Sara Kendrick,
in turn i tag Mr Vince Suzadail Jr to do a ghost poem and tag a soul.
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/fantasy3.php
Today’s John Lennon’s birthday,
Which I knew from teenage days,
When I was part of what became
That magic Beatles craze.
Just yesterday, in Inverness,
I walked by a cafe
Where a sign announced the “Silver Beetles”
Played there in the day.
The year was 1960,
Their first ever on a tour,
But performing a “support act”
And their set list tells us more.
There were 7 songs in total,
Buddy Holly, Elvis, too,
Though no Lennon and McCartneys -
If their young selves only knew!
Now it’s 65 years later,
With my teenage years long gone,
As are John and George, but Paul and Ringo
Live to carry on.
Hey all you poets its Christmas time again
Thoughts of writes oozing from your pens
Do you know what form you'll write
Leading up to Christmas night
I look forward to reading them, time and time again
Chorus:
So here it is Merry Christmas
All us poets having fun
Writing forms of poetry
As our thoughts flow and run
As we wait for Christmas eve to arrive
Kids at this time of year are so alive
As they look forward to Christmas morning
In their stocking, presents are adorning
Oh to see their faces on Christmas day
Chorus:
So here it is Merry Christmas
All us poets having fun
Writing forms of poetry
As our thoughts flow and run
What will your family do
When they see your poetry books on the shelves
Delivered to the bookshops, by Santa's little elves
Ah ah
Will you be writing any poems for Christmas day
Words in rhyme as you watch your children play
Looking forward to Christmas dinner
Not many of us will be any thinner
Merry Christmas to you is all i say
Chorus:
So here it is Merry Christmas
All us poets having fun
Writing forms of poetry
As our thoughts flow and run
My entry into Deborah Guzzi's " Holiday Songs in Poem Form " contest
Please sing to " Merry Christmas Everybody " by Slade
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6OAUs0rcsA4
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