beyond Merlin Crag
a glistening Aradaidh awaits
the broken sky as breathless as I
plodding rather than prancing
up the rough track more
usually travelled by machine
bumping and jostling
its cossetted occupants
Month: September 2016
I’ll grant you that
“I’m re-writing Ulysses.”
“Surely not,
a mammoth task!”
“More akin
to a minor miracle,
given
I’ve never read it.”
On this day
against their hopes
a giant resting
among giants
found by friends
for in truth
he was never lost
Failing light
After the squall
another step up the stony staircase
another step closer.
A striding beacon
towering in the middle distance
signalling that to come.
Each step fragile
memories pass father to son
a failing light burning bright.
Communication cord
The bridge had lost its lustre; that feat of engineering which spanned
the easy ebb and flow and troubled spates and spats.
The cantilevered communication cord between parallel banks of opinion
scarred with scribbles, oversaw the writing on the wall for lesser structures.
The odd creak but a reassuring solidity remained nonetheless.
There was an occasional facelift of course, a fresh burst of enthusiasm now and then
but even neglected it still outlived many life spans, generations of storms.
A monument to its simplicity and truth.
Symphony
A wild moon threatens the still
spruce silhouetted on the skyline.
The shadow hound stalks at pace,
scent marking his territory at will.
The owl screeches, wise to the time
whilst the seeker whistles prematurely
and a mother barks warning her kind.
The haunting echo of the distant roar
taunting the neighbouring balladeers,
a prelude: the percussive climax to come.
the jericho roads 