Short Skye Poems

The mariner's moon
strikes shadows starlight deep
questing mystery
within the slipping stars
       silver on the strands
of love.
   and you alone may take
the sailor's hand to lead him
home.
   as dark forms against the 
crimson skye
    your silent figures meet
at home....

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The universe is a wonderful thing.  I just want to say that I am in love with the 
plantet pluto.  It is wonderful.  President John F. Kennedy I just want to say thank 
you for finding the stars; and the plantets.  I love to look at them at night and find 
out constellations.  I love the milky way....

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On the Isle of Skye
Lives Old Man of Storr
A varied and impressive mountain
Featured in tall tales of men of yore

Beauty is all around him
But humble he remains
When one reaches his rim
Miles and miles of glory are attained

Upon his slopes, sheep
Love to skip and romp
Just the environment steep
For their daily tromp...

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A fearful, jagged place
Yet wondrous to the eye.
A place for hardy mountaineers,
The Black Cuillins of Skye.

No place for the timid
Imposing in their might,
But to stand and look upon
There's ne'er a grander sight.

Interlopers amid rolling hills
A ridge of fierce repute,
Standing aloof, magnificent
They challenge rope, and boot....

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I right fancy an itchy ring
'Ope it's itchy teeth in my ivory band
to calm the hunger in my mathew kelly.
I right fancy an isle of skye, to help the inspector and tickle my Irish rose.
I bring my intercity due to inflashun, innit?!!



Translation:
I desire to go to Burger King
hope it's beef in my hand
to calm the hunger in my belly.
I desire a piece of pie, to delute the drink and tickly my nose.
Bringing my bank roll due to inflation!!...

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