Largs Walk. Poem by Michael Cochrane

Largs Walk.

Rating: 5.0

Sunday afternoon we walk hand in hand to the pencil the site of the Viking battle, the path is damp and wet and the shore is full of floating seaweed.
Passing dog walkers, couples old and young alike enjoying the sounds and sights of the Clyde.
Looking across the water towards Millport, island, fresh air filled our lungs as we cycled in the past bikes whirring in the summer heat.
Michael Cochrane ©️ 2026

Sunday, July 5, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: old,dog,summer,water
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Rose Marie Juan-austin 07 July 2026

cont...at close range with the depicted sites.

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 07 July 2026

Wonderful poem embellished with rich images. Well painted summer activity.

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 07 July 2026

The crystalline images embedded in this poem make a reader at close range with the

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