The Scotland Bus Poem by Sheena Blackhall

The Scotland bus queue shuffles forward,
More and more get on, strands of Scotland’s plaid
Off they set up 21st Century Road

Scotland's tartan is now a complex weave
Indigo, saffron, marigold spice it up

The balanced twill of the purple heath of the Gael
Is set in the weft with the thin red line of St George

The warp has the green of Erin
The hoary lichens of Harris

Mulberry, mimosa, turmeric, tea
Add pungency to bramble juice and peat

The fare’s a passport, the right to board the country.