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Aquarius Buried Treasure Callanish S T O N E D Q U A R T Z McMac Pardon? Tattoo Camera Obscura High Creagan The West Highlander Pot Of Gold StarVoyagers Deep Breath Vulpes Vulgaris Richard |
H.M.S. Belfast Firing Range Royal Visit Crisp and Even Elizabeth Great Court S.T. Barnabas Runaway Vengence Weapon No 1 Water Trough Woolwich Ferry CloudBusting Segas Showing My Age 39 Rue Grande Nigel Knows Disco Not Cricket It Is Better Mind How You Go No Flowers Ashes to Ashes R.I.P. Feminist |
This grey fortress, An arrows flight From site of Norman conquest, Stern as slumbering bulldog, Poised to repulse attack Even in this state of rest. Empty muzzles, capped against the elements Menace thoughts of war, And distant sound, below the decks, Brings images of bursting store Where shining shells lie in wait, To keep open peaceful door. This solid structure, Guarding the Imperial highway, Gentle motion, greyhound at the gate, Antenna ears searching airways, And tenuous link to freedom land Arched at readiness state. A museum now, But underfoot and in palms touch The murdering metals sing, A call to arms, With signal hoist, Would cause the Heavens to ring! 1986 |