Bella Caledonia,50 Miles Up (Scots) Poem by Sheena Blackhall

Bella Caledonia,50 Miles Up (Scots)



Scaffie day. I wis pittin oot the bins
Green fur girse cuttins, blaik fur bairns hippens etc,
Fite pyoke fur papers, a green guffin boxie fur compos
Syne I tuik tae thinkin 50 miles up…
Furlin ower the heid o oor Bella Caledonia,
Furlin ower the heid o oor Bella Caledonia,
Spent rocket stages
Auld satellites,
Hauf a million bitties o sottar
Aa speedin (nae hidden cameras) at17,000 mph
1,000 satellites that dinna wirk
2,600 satellites that DAE wirk (an risin)
Aa this clanjamphrey o orrals
Tae aid navigation, communication,
Weather forecastin, militar espionage
Weaponary, exploration fur science, agriculture
Alang wi a glove tint bi astronaut Ed White
On the first USA space wauk
A perr o pliers
A briefcase sized tool boxie
A teethbrush
A spatula drappit bi Piers Sellers
Spent rockets an telescopes
Nuts, bolts,
Dauds o aluminium slag
Pyokes o soss haived oot bi cosmonauts
Birlin roon the cosmic highwye
Wi Buddhist Bodhisattvas,
Arkangels, cherubim, seraphim
Thor, Zeus, och ma heid fair stoons
Wi the thocht o't….shawin fariver
Man gyangs, he aye creates a sotter

Preserve, bi aa means.Bit dinna forget tae promote, fur thon's far the future lies.

Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: space
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