From my eye
High in the Sky
Let’s see what I can spy
All the cars and lorries rushing by.
Along the M9
From where views of me are so fine
All those cars in a line
Going too fast and risking a fine.
The people milling below
They’re just a constant flow
Looking at me and my pal makes us glow
And at night that is just what we do. Glow!
Their cameras at us are clicking
And some are even flashing
Why? When the sun is shining
And our manes are sparkling.
Oh! Goodness what’s that draught
As up my mane it does waft
Oh! They have opened the door
To let in visitors more.
Their heads they raise
To stand and gaze
At my inners they amaze
And are full of praise.
Yes for me there’s lots to see
And is it not time you came to see, me!
© Danny Callaghan 2015
In September 2015 we went on some walks along the Forth & Clyde Canal in Falkirk with the Falkirk Library called Walking with Words to encourage you to pen a few lines.
The Kelpie’s Eye View, poetry by Danny Callaghan, a short poem inspired by the gigantic, fascinating sculptures in The Helix Park, Falkirk,