East
steamer smoke
is visible at sixty miles
and west
one hundred miles
away dreams
__Skye
while here in winter
on Braeriach's height
blue hares move
__distracted
in the freezing air
and through these passes
far beneath my feet
__phantom
reivers still
drive their stolen kyloes
home and further
runs the Dee wandering
to the sea
__where
in a distant town
mindful ofme
wait other peaks, valleys,
secret places, mine
to explore