Firth of Clyde

Sailing around Scotland is a life changing experience.

Rising up above foam-crest waves
the Highlands call me home
Yes, call to me in Gaelic tongues
to leave my water’s roam

Riding across waves of ocean's far
to reach this wondrous shore
I'll soon be there on ancestral land
known by lives before

Then nearer still, the waves reduce
I find a river wide
I sail within its Lowland shores
upon the Firth of Clyde

As stars reduce by the morning's rise
more wonders take their shape
I see cliffs all lined with moss and grass
that form this wondrous scape

This beautiful land with its rugged build
bids to me "come explore
and climb straight up to a Highland lake
then to the Upland moor"

So along the Clyde I sail my craft
and enter Scotland's soul
Like a Tartan's weave this water binds
a nation as a whole

To the North you see the mountains raise
so rugged and wild and free
To the South are hills with moors that roll
calling all "look, come see"

But it was the Clyde than won my heart
as I sailed to this place
For it opened wide, like arms stretched out
granting a sense of grace

Reviews

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Lovely, your nature and nautical poems are so enlightening and lively. Quite stunning. Beautiful cadence to this work. Thank you for sharing your wonderful bright soul once more.
Light,
Siddartha

[Tina Kline]

Beautiful, beautiful poem. I want to go there!
You're poem read like the Poet Masters of yesterday.
The imagery and descriptions just made me long
to go on this trip too!

Tina

[Ravenskald]

In deep upon Loch Lomond
To my friend I'll stretch my hand
For all in all
what he calls North
To us
is Sutherland ( South Land)

Raven