Th’ Brave One World

We crossed th’ Ocean Sea

We who dared

We filled oor sails

At th’ mercy o’ th’ trade win’s

We left th’ Old World

An’ found th’ One World

We wer humble men o’ th’ sea

It was nae oor intent

Tae turn th’ page o’ history.

I pray yee carve these words

On th’ stone above me head

On th’ day I breathe me last.

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Nocturn

This night time passing,

This darkened dome that reigns upon us all

in our hour o’ fear,

This nightly milling o’ th’ stars,

Showers doon upon us its

blessed meteors o’ darkness,

moistens th’ sighted eye

an’ brings rest tea th’ lidded redness.

This ghostly passing,

this darkened dimmed iris

breathes welcome,

breathes welcome tae th’ great an’ silent shadows.

This nocturnal passing that shields us from the sun,

Bids us welcome, safe harbour,

Safe entry intae th’ hollows o’ wondrous dreams.

This be th’ time o’ darkness.

It is th’ time tae drift intae th’ hearto’ God,

tae touch briefly intae th’ meaning,

intae th’ timeless,

until th’ dawning unravels in a splash o’ brilliant rays,

until th’ dawning conquers.

This is th’ time tea settle among th’ night sounds,

tae utter th’ most ancient prayer:

                   One mair, one mair.

                   This time.

                   This is thae time,

                   Let thare be

                   one mair day.

                   Let th’ morning

                   bring surprise.

                   Let th’ sun glow upon us

                   one mair,

                   one mair time.

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Th’ Bad Air

Days o’ nights, nights o’ thunder

Winds tha’ bring th’ plagues o’ nightfall,

Dip your hyssop intae th’ bloody pool an’

Pray th’ Dark One shall pass by.

Thare be weeping on oor shores,

An’ in oor camps.

Thare be cursing at the’ demons o’ th’ fevers

Thay mak oor lives a cursed misery,

A punishment tae be among th’ living.

Th’ bad air spares nae a man

Frae th’ fevers an’ th’ chills, an th’ anal drips.

Nae a mercy tae th’ innocent an’ th’ blameless, in

This land o’ th’ terrible judgement.

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Ogygia

I am Calypso

An’ I wull gi’e yee shelter

I wull be yer safe harbor

I wull be yer singer o’ songs

I wull spread me golden wings

An’ spare yee frea th’ storm

thare wull be nae place else

nae other home yee wull need

nae other home yee wull remember

frae sunrise tae sunrise

yee wull call oot me name

yee wull speak o’ nae other.

I am Calypso

I wull be yer safe harbor

Nae a ship wull seek thee

Nae other tongue

Wull call oot yer name

In th’ high mountain

Yee wull be welcome

Yee wull walk among th’ giants

Unleashed frae th’ tethers

O’ th’ earth

Unleashed frae th’ lan’ o’ sorrows

I am Calypso

Touch me hem an’ follow

Th’ scent tae th’ lan’ o’ th’ lotus

We wull eat o’ th’ fruit

We wull eat o’ th’ flower

And taste th’ sky in th’

Halls o’ th’ mountain

I wull be yer queen

An’ yee wull be me king

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The Land o’ Nod

What is the way?

Whaur be the land o’ oor deliverance?

Whaur can I find me rest?

Whaur be the gentle waters?

Whaur be the soothing rays awe Sun?

Though I be a humble man

Not worthy o’ the prize

Yet dare to ask

This simple man o’ th’ sea

I seek no further than

Tae find th’ morrow

Tae gaze upon the

Colors o’ the nightfall

An’ the cool rising o’ th’ morn

I wonder through me watch

Will there be a day

With nae questions in me heart?

A hearth to keep the home fires burning

Crackling embers tae warm the night

The soft breathing of me true love by me side

Stars tae dream upon

Moon tae guide me footsteps

Wind and rain to moisten a thirsty land

Whaur be this place?

Fer this simple man o’ th’ sea

whaur I will find me rest

Whaur I will seek no mair

Beyond the stones o’ me garden.

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Bairns o’ th’ Lord

Wha’ be th’ recompence faur yer soul?

Wha’ be th’ value tha’ ye place upon it?

Whaur be stowed away thy hidden treasure?

Whaur be th’ keeper awe th’ gate?

Who wull be standing by yer side

Whe’ th’ battle drums are rattled.

Who spares a token faur th’ tiller man?

When yer eyes are weak an’

yer breathing be shallow?

Thare will be nae judgement

On this side foor th’ good an’ th’ evil

Yee have done.

Thair will be nae shame,

Only passing momen’s

Till yee breathe nae mair

Thair will be nae flamin’ chariots,

Nae cherubim tae lead th’ way.

You cannah touch His han’

yee cannah heer His voice.

Yee cannah use yer voice

An’ yee cannah use yer tears.

Bairns Awe th’ Lord

Will be yer new name

In th’ land o’ Tir Nan Og.

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Ere’thin is Brok’n

Th’ worl’ we left behind

 is in tatters.

Wars, famines, plagues

Attack at oor very will tae live.

Here, oan th’ far side o’ this orb

Th’ win’ is idle.

For weeks oan end,

Not a puff tea put a billow in th’ sails.

Th’ seas are ae glassy finish,

Nae a wave,

Nae a current tae move th’ seas.

Nea a tide tae splash upon th’ san’s.

Nae a bird in th’ sky.

Nae a sign o’ change in th’ weather.

Nae a soun’ save faur our breathing

Nae water tae slake oor thirst

Nae a fish tae fill our nets.

Ere’thin is brok’n.

Tis in oor weary eyes

Tae call upon th’ god o’ sleep.

May Hypnos tak us beyon’

This weary sea.

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John 6:20

Nothing finds favor.

Not even th’ cauld stones

Find rest inside th’ river bed.

Nothing finds favor

In this man’s mortal world

Where none is proven worthy.

Nothing finds favor.

Nae beasty is called upon

Tae send doon destruction.

Nothing finds favor.

Nae air remains to breathe

Inside our weary lungs.

Nothing finds favor.

In th’ eye o’ th’ storm

No supplications will be heeded.

Worms on th’ outside

Rot on th’ inside,

Nae shelter frae th’ elements.

Nothing finds favor.

Canvas torn tae shreds,

Masts in splinters.

Nothing finds favor.

Nothing save th’ whisper,

“Tis I”

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The Root of All

Whaur wuz me mother’s arms

When I was gasping for air

wi’ th’ black mouth fevers an’ chills?

Whaur wuz she when serpents

fell like rain an struck

their venom intae oor throats?

When lightning bolts an’ tunder

Splintered oor hulls an

Tore apart our decks?

When waves like mountains

Crashed upon us an’

Sent us asunder?

Whaur were thos’ momen’s

Whe’ e’rythin wuz clear

As I set me eyes upon th’ Cruces?

Whe’ th’ sithar strings

an’ th’ dance steps

marched ah’ thru’ th’ evening?

As nights marched

throo the seasons   

an’ left us marooned

to be lost forever

beyon’ th’ reach o’ th’

Living God?

Whaur wuz she?

Whaur were thay?

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Solstice

 Winter comes upon us

Wi’ a cauld ‘n’ lonely win`.

Like rain it brings th’ lilac

shadows o’ evening light,

Th’ lowly mist spreads

empty chills across

Th’ clear an’ purple night.

Winter comes upon us

Wi’ th’ howling o’ th’ win`

Winter comes upon us

wi’ th’ howling o’ th’ win`.

Like th’ dry leaves

Tha’ rattle in th’ trees,

An’ th’ fallen leaves

Tha’ scrape along th’ lanes.

Winter comes upon us

Wi’ th’ carriage o’ th’ win’

Winter comes upon us

Wi’ th’ carriage o’ th’ win’.

It leaves us empty o’ th’

Songs o’ swallows chirping

In th’ eaves,

An’ brings us snuggling tae th’

Red coals crackling.

Winter dances on a dark an’ lonely road.

Winter dances on a

Dark an’ lonely road.

Bird nests dangle in a

Broken spider’s web

I hear them humming

In th’ solace o’ thair work.

Winter dances on a dark an’ lonely road.

Winter dances on a dark

An’ lonely corner, she

Sparkles, lyte beams

Tha’ lan’ upon th’ street,

Spreads whyte vapours

Frae each an’ every breath.

Winter rains upon a dark an’ lonely road.

Winter rains upon a dark

An’ lonely road, she

Washes clean th’ dust

Upon me leathery skin, an’

Brings th’ dark an’ yearnings

fur th’ comin’ o’ th’ day.

Winter comes wi’ a cold an’ lonely win’

Winter comes upon us wi’ a cauld ‘n’ lonely win’.

Like rain we dance upon th’ lilac shadows an’ evenin’ light,

Th’ lowly mist spreads empty chills across th’ clear an’ purple night

Winter comes upon us wi’ th’ howling o’ th’ win`.

Winter comes upon us wi’ a cauld ‘n’ lonely win’.

It brings wi’ a stab the lilac shadows night.

The lowly mist spreads empty chills o’er th’ clear an’ purple night.

Winter comes upon us wi’ th’ howling o’ th’ win`.

Winter comes upon us wi’ th’ howling o’ th’ win’,

An’ scrape o’r cobblestone lanes

Winter comes upon us wi’ th’ carriage o’ th’ win’.

Winter comes upon us wi’ th’ carriage o’ th’ win`.

Winter comes upon us wi’ th’ carriage o’ th’ win’.

It leaves us empty of th’ swallows chirping in th’ eaves

An’ brings us snuggling tae th’ red coals crackling,

Winter dances on a dark an’ lonely road.

Winter dances on a dark an’ lonely road.

Bird nests dangle in a broken spider web.

I hear them humming in th’ solace o’ thair work.

Winter dances on a dark an’ lonely road.

Winter dances on a dark an’ lonely road,

Sparkles, light beams, tha’ lan’ upon th’ street,

Spread white vapours frae each an’ every breath.

Winter rains upon a dark an’ lonely road.

Winter rains upon a dark an’ lonely road,

Washes clean th’ dust upon me leathery skin,

Brings th’ dark an’ yearnings fur th’ coming o’ th’ day.

Winter comes wi’ a cold an’ lonely win’.

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