Poetry Map Poem 58: Balmadies

30 Sep

Balmadies: Where Constable meets Monet
Here, the hill is green not tarmac.
Old stones are parked not cars. Here,
the beech and cherry whisper yes, yes,
no streetlight buzz. Here, a quiet young fox,
and no barking dog. Here, turquoise damsels
not blue bottles. Here, it’s deer and buzzard
that dance, not plastic bags and empty cans.
Owls, bats and no drunken brawls. Here,
among the children’s den and new bower,
an abandoned old cart, a lily pond in a field.

Kevin Reid


To view our Map of Scotland in Poems as it grows, see https://stanzapoetry.wordpress.com/2014/07/13/the-map-revealed/ . For more information on this project, and on how to submit a poem, see https://stanzapoetry.wordpress.com/2014/07/04/mapping-scotland-in-poetry/.

All poems on our poetry map of Scotland and on the StAnza Blog are subject to copyright and should not be reproduced otherwise without the poet’s permission.

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