the auld pub

dung doun  -

they staun thair, mous fou o stoor

the old pub

demolished  -

they stand there, mouths full of dust

wund throuch the gairden  -

 coo-bells a wund-chimes...

a  kin o jazz

wind through the garden  -

cow-bells and wind-chimes...

a kind of jazz

snaw muin

spreidin

on the braes

snow moon

spreading

on the hills

 record shop shewn-up

...anely a bleckie

chirmin on a nearhaun tree

record shop shut-down

...only a blackbird

singing on a nearby tree

dug an me

tak wi  ilk ither

...his slavery tung

dog and I

greet each other

...his slobbery tongue

wund throuch the shaw

booin, thrawin

...bonsai maister

wind through the grove

bending, twisting

...bonsai master

efter the drouth  -

the gairden

sterts tae queever

after the drought  -

the garden

starts to quiver

plooin  -

hou the yirth hoves an spreids

rank fir the seed

plowing  -

how the earth rises and spreads

ready for the seed