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Anodyne
Near th’ gairdens o’ guid an’ evil, Near th’ open plains of myth an’ legend, By th’ shadowed glen o’ breath an’ sleep, Lay th’ footfalls o’ the mystic seek. Thare be wickedness in th’ wind, in th’ clouds below … Continue reading
Th’ Keeper of the Scrolls
Th’ silent jaws o’ death Closed o’er his sleepin’ bones To ‘wait th’ test o’ thyme, Tae hear his name be called again By th’ keeper o’ th’ scrolls. He slipped intae th’ cauld black deep. No soun’ kin reach … Continue reading
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Th’ Day o’ th’ Deluge
Th’ sun unsheathed, sifts thro’ th’ clouds. Th’ prism mist unveils an alphabet o’ light as th’ cool sweet air prevails. Th’ trees begin tae spread thair wings. Th’ ships unfurl thair sails. Th’ drying eyes peeked anxiously An’ hawpt … Continue reading
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The Tempest
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Lo an’ weep, for despair has set upon our sails. Th’ deepest shades below th’ wine-red sea Are cast upon our brow. Th’ men of sorrows with their Weathered faces before th’ wind, Beneath…
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The Tempest
Lo an’ weep, for despair has set upon our sails. Th’ deepest shades below th’ wine-red sea Are cast upon our brow. Th’ men of sorrows with their Weathered faces before th’ wind, Beneath th’ clouds blackened by th’ Furies … Continue reading
The Water’s Edge
Th’ tide hast cometh at last and spreads into th’ harbour. Now breech th’ tidal floor an’ Weigheth th’ anch’r stone, Yon caravel hast been ballast’d Maketh free below th’ wat’r line An’ free thee from its sand‘s Kiss th’ … Continue reading
Th’ Great Brim Waters
Tis a lo’esome soun’ Th’ weary lugs fall asleep tae Tha’ howling whispering o’ win` Tha’ turns th’ minutes intae hours, Tha’ frothing of th’ silen’ wake, Underneath th’ field o’ stars, Frae sky tae sky, through sun an’ moonly … Continue reading
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This Day Will Have Its Feast
Whe’ all is meditations above th’ foamy, horizon tae horizon A month o’ days since th’ sight o’ lan’ befo’ th’ mast, an’ taken by th’ whispering wake, beneath th’ stellar glimmerings, o’ beneath th’ lunar orb, an’ below th’ … Continue reading
The Master of Men
She’s afloat, her sails grasping a’ handfuls o’ th’ win’ Her bow splits th’ distant waters like a cauld steely blade. Deep in th’ hold she is a groanin’, groanin’ fer th’ quiet urges of th’ inland waves. The … Continue reading
May 9, 1502
Tis th’ moment, th’ sound o’ th’ anchor risin,’ Th’ smel o’ soil soon tae be but a mem’ry, Th’ winds a fillin’ th’ sheets, an’ th’ great meestery o’ darkness, Nae a star tae follow, Th’ sky indeed covers … Continue reading
