Missing Scotland, a Poem

By Victoria Easter Wilson | August 15, 2012 |

if my longing heart could bleed,

it would run

electric green,

brill blue,

and a touch of plaid –

just so you would know where I had

been.

eilean donan castle, isle of skye, june 2010

2 Comments

Bek on August 16, 2012 at 1:42 am

smooth…. not so subtle, but definitely smooth 🙂 lol

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Catherine on August 16, 2012 at 6:35 pm

Nice. Very, very nice. 🙂

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