Mark a man we met in Glastonbury

Mark the man from Ayrshire

Mark was Number One

inside the George and Pilgrim

clearly his fathers son

An effervescent gaiety

and Beltanes Summery glee

a wonder and admiration

from his lifeforce known as qi

rebalancing the aura

drama at its  best

the oddity  of being

close to naturalness

outlandish and enigmatic

incredible to see

a Scotsmans  admiration

and full on reverie.

sleeping in a battlefield

a heartfelt syphony

Behold the blazing carbines

the carnage one could see

the hearts  that failed

The souls   that sailed

into  eternity.

culloden all that darkness

the cannon fire the blood

Many a youth was lost that day

in a torrid  flood

rivers of confusion

blood spatter everywhere

violence  came to conquer

almost everybody there.







About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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