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Alan McClure  Apr 2011
Dragons
Alan McClure Apr 2011
Cauld-bluided, humphing ower the stark grey hills
Gowd een skinkle to an fro
Split tongue lappin at the wind-blown smells
Bog grass blackens whaur ye go
Smoke split shielings and the clammerin o bairns
Bone cracked mithers in yer wake
Heirt-scaud ruin fae the valleys tae the cairns
Driven by a drouth ye canny slake
Crib tale shapit unner creakin heather thatch
Howf born craitur o the nicht
Auld sangs spake aboot the maidens ye would ******
Fleggit bairns tae keep intil the licht
True? Naw, havers, juist the blaflum o wives
God nivver biggit ocht sae fell
But ae bairn crouchin in the ruins o its life
Can think o naethin else the tale tae tell
Blin, lost, forwandert fae the shattered faimly hame
Warslin wi fear tae unnerstan
White winds whistle as he gies the beast a name
And dragons whiles can take the form o man.
emme m  Mar 2017
gold
emme m Mar 2017
oh river take me far
i'm as pure as you are
and once the trees have cleansed my soul
i'll turn your crooked teeth
intil gold
Ryan1998  Apr 2018
Tired and Sad
Ryan1998 Apr 2018
I’ve never tried so hard but yet failed so bad life’s keeps pullin me down and I just weep and gasp. I’m struggling with things that seemed so bright seem so hard now to keep up with. I’m praying daily hoping for an answer but intil then I’m still dancing all alone with no one there but me and my silent phone. I miss those days where I was around. I miss those days when I was inspired but I’m in those days where I’ve lost the fire. My life is in the dark but hopefully Jesus will make this just a walk in the park. I’m still in love it won’t ever falter. Just heartbroken and sad something that can be altered.

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