Long Kelpie Poems

LUKE
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“Gotta’ ‘git’ ‘im!” Followed the howl of death.
His cigarette burnt brighter, when he sucked another breath.
“Will I get the gun and spotlight?” I asked rising from my chair.
“Nar’, no sense!” the ‘old man’ said. “He...

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Standing at the tavern door,eyes dark and brooding
Neath his floppy hat, stared into the crowded room,
A Raven flew from his shoulder settling in rafters high,
He smiled a sardonic smile and ordered a mug of ale.
All...

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Just a short story of the joys of living with a cat, a kelpie, a labrador.
Sometimes they play in a peaceful house, sometimes it’s like a war.
Like this morning, the red dog played tug of...

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Let’s hve haggis and drinks mi luve
Find de bes ina de ole land 
Lay yu head on mi chest mi luve
Whilst wi dance musik wid de band

Dance wid de band in de Highlands
Backyard jig good...

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By the side of the loch some boys at play, 
when into their midst there came
A beautiful white and riderless horse 
with a long and flowing mane

A redheaded boy jumped up on its back, 
a...

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The harbour rests from the rolling waves			
Of a windswept and tempestuous sea			
Beyond the breakwater lay sailors graves		
Where shipwrecks in eternal sleep rest free		
Once lured upon the rocks they didn’t see		
Now ghosts of sailors take their...

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Duncan MacAlpin thoughts were disturbed
Beauty he had seen in Crovie
Had stolen his heart with one look.
Her face a map of Scotland.

Where would I begin to look for her? He wondered.
Mercury smirked, for He had already...

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They are forever among us, the diaphanous spirits
Seeking the elan  vital of the cycling centuries

Running from necrosis, paying a mortuary tribute
To the killing fields of a nearby Roman Spring

Living in a somnolence stupor,melting and...

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Oh kelpie with your dripping mane
seducing valiant men of heart,
who by your spell would all be swain 
and every sense in them, depart.

Why weep you by the loch and tide?
What brought you from your kelpie...

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In reservoirs, far underground,
where stalagmites are sometimes found.
In lakes and ponds and puddled pools,
in mist and marsh and snow that cools,
I hide beside my sisters. 

In issuing springs that sparkle bright,
on stony slopes of shade...

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Indiana, you’re my most special friend,
My friend who waits patiently throughout every single day.
You know, I still can’t comprehend
How you rip and destroy my pillows whenever we play.

You run, you fetch, you climb and you...

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SCOTLAND'S MONSTER DINNER 

          walking upon the moors of Scotland    i saw a sprite who
became a unicorn -- she mated with Kelpie:  kissing
therianthropy --> she rode the unicorn:   shedding...

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Bawling fog horns
shake scales from tiled rooftops.
Spume and brume
spray momentary mountains
over submerging sea walls

From the pub on the harbor front,
we hear the buffeted gulls cry
as they fly
on the sluice of passing squalls.

"Look out the window,"...

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