Lost Futures

Remembrance Day 2013

The clear and lustred sunlight on Thornton gates

Holds warmth to nothing but the emptied field and lain wreaths

On a gate painted and adorned for the war dead

The clamour of the Highland Games these months ago

Is a remote as a Newfoundland haar where Scots

Stopped or stayed heading toward a new world.

*Haar = mist

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