Dunoon
Oddly geometric boats ply the distance
between the steel island
And the Island
A hackney into town
then a walk up an old lane
Into the chippie for a pie
or a pudding
Then along another ancient path
Up Castle Hill to the tower
Or perhaps further down
At Highland Mary's feet
And watch the sky
The hills
And hope for those shimmering bands
Of color again
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