A Hill At The Market Stance
It is without doubt that it frightened us
The light on the hill at the market stance
here were those who could see it
Others liked to believe they could
Those with the second sight
They had no difficulty
The duck, the goose and the lapwing
Are together sharing the machairlands
A dead crow hangs on the fence
Tied by a length of rope
A rabbit is sitting in the sand dunes
Presenting himself a perfect target.
Writer(s): Calum Macdonald
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