The Silver City - by
Yonder she sits beside the tranquil Dee,
/ Kindly yet cold, respectable and wise,
/ Sharp-tongued though civil, with wide-open eyes,
/ Dreaming of hills, yet…
Dundee
Tay Bridge - by
A sky that tastes of rain that’s still to fall
/ And then of rain that falls and tastes of sky…
/ The colour…