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Posted By: WalkaboutsVerse
04-May-09 - 05:01 AM
Thread Name: BS: WalkaboutsVerse Anew
Subject: RE: BS: WalkaboutsVerse Anew
Poem 66 of 230: TO SCOTLAND, AGAIN
By coach from central Manchester -
In-between stops at Bolton,
Carlisle and Hamilton -
To Glasgow, these I did vista...
Some sheep, blotched vividly with blue,
Filing down a well-worn path,
Did form a long woolly lath,
Aimed at a lusher greener hue.
A farmer on a four-wheeler:
His canine friend close beside.
A horse not on call to ride:
On leave - a no-shoe non-heeler!
Convex pastures with heath-moorland;
And flatter grain-planes below:
Cropped, awaiting till-and-sow -
Perhaps with grazing beforehand.
Passed Edwin Waugh territory,
Cumbria's sharp forms and tones
Compelled sense off seat-cramped bones
To their well-honed long-read story.
Further north, farms of slighter falls:
One a black-sheep specialist,
With some Friesians on the list -
All held between old dry-stone-walls.
The Lakes behind, a strong Scotch mist
Changed the sun to a full-moon
And hid scenery, till soon -
Light, and the wide scenes on Burns' list.
New farms harnessing the wind's blow,
Old white-and-grey-cottage views;
Plus pines, espousing the hues -
In distinct leaf-tones - of Glasgow.
From http://walkaboutsverse.sitegoz.com (e-scroll)
Or http://blogs.myspace.com/walkaboutsverse (e-book)