The High Road
A smoky wraith
viewed from a train window,
with whitesheet face
like redoubtable Mrs Mack
in West of Scotland
witchfinder's hat,
just come in
from the vegetable patch,
flushed from wringing
the necks of carrots.
O malevolent spectre
in terraces of heather,
with blacksheep face
like gamekeeper Davie Sneddon,
mooching around Sam Hagen
(his love interest
slash archnemesis),
simultaneously horny and peevish:
"What brings you here tonight, David?"
"A Range Rover with a dint in the bonnet."
As the village shop
fills with water from the loch,
Isabel stands aloof
with paper bag and metal scoop,
disgorging a quarter
of soor plooms.
Muir of Ord - Dingwall - Garve - Lochluichart.
Dougal's in the pub, getting bleutered.
B.R. 26.11.2022
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