Scotland Decides…

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 There’s a change in the air north of the border…

 Scots with their bairns and burns

bagpipes and Bal-moral high ground

Trossocs and Gorbles,

Highlands and borders,

Lochs and tartan socks

Haggis tweeds

Bannocks and butter scotch

Kilted and sporraned.

Hot Toddy and Cock-a-Leekie,

are striving to define their identity.

 

The Common thistle, a ragged outcast

Lately topped with fiercesome barbs

Like spiny jagged bayonets

Warning off soft-lipped herbivores,

favouring frenzied visitations

by gangs of goldfinches after seed

And fluttering spotted fritillaries

To gorge on sweet nectar

Held in a crowning purple coronet,

symbol of a nation that might yet regret.

 

On any wild uncultivated waste land

Thistles alone and en-mass proudly stand

To release and broadcast millions of seed

On a changeable autumn wind.

To carry the future in downy parachutes

To spread word as if to ballot a nation.

Those who know and those yet to decide

If the time is right

for this resourceful escapee

to become a Nation, Scot and free

 

Scotland Decides 18 September 2014

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2 Responses to Scotland Decides…

  1. Lucid Gypsy says:

    Fantastic Tony! I hope they stay 🙂

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