Long Watter Poems

A
                                    drop 
                                  of pure
                                water is lik
                             e a soul or spirit
                           that makes us alive 
                 ...

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Tak oor grund from beneath oor hurdies 

Burn oor birches aside the lough, 

Besmirch hard fecht fur freedom, 

Dictating oor days tae come, 

No from the pint o a gun, 

Fae laws an promises ...

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This world is full of noise,enough to burst,
your mind and destroy well being lust,
noise from traffic on ground and air,
from telly,s ,radios and everywhere.
Gies a break we aa bellow,
makin mair noise for fellow,
humans who walk...

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Lands around water sodden
Unsafe to be trodden
Landscape turned to green from brown
Watter logged and cold drawn
Roads brown and grey
Littered with water puddles
Under big trees animals huddles
We all looked forward to this rain
Its now a sort...

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Wie waak oor ons gans die wakkernag?
Vind sondes.lank vergete
n aanklag eggo in die gewete
Dalk net stank demone
Wat slaaploos toi-toi in talle drome

Watter wekker skrik sy meester kaal
Wyl hy rondtol.in n lakenhel?
Skape, pennies en sy woorde...

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Sailin doon the watter,
Frae Glesga tae Dunoon,
Wae the paddles at thur fullest,
We'd get ther awfy soon,

The music played as we stood on deck,
An the sights so much tae see,
Doon past Dumbarton Castle,
A magic sight tae...

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The battles ower ,smoke settles ower the moor,
Clans are broken flying aff tae the hills.
Redcoated sodjers mingle with red Heilan blude,
Killing the wounded in Drumossie mud.
Oor Prince has fled leaving dreams in the dust,
Of a...

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now let me see 
what have we got
leaders who controle me
and poison my thought

through past time and presant
allong the star lit road
from the king to the pesant
watch the watter flow

do this 
do that
be him
be her
see...

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cracking comes the night
through the branches of life
keeping me safe from calm
was the sacrificial lamb

words spoken as if writen in sand
gone as the watter reclaimed the land
should be etched in stone
born from fire dancing alone

the...

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I came back home to see the land,
To search for spirit, see the Clan.
Some Clan came by, some Clan we searched.
Had many a night, some mornings cursed.
 
The land rolls on through glen and Loch,...

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The setting sun passes before my eyes.

As it lays to rest it waves goodbye.

Behind the mountains it stays in bed.

To ponder lifes words that all have said.

The risen moon lights the way.

For the hidden dreams...

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Watching the ripples of the clear water of the Spey
Setting sun lighting field and trees of the strath
Salmon jumping clear to catch a fly
A sob as water runs from my eye.

Doon tae the firth o...

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