Perspective

None-the-less I won’t be coyly shy or digress from 

telling my version - gee, even if you only write in a 

prone position, the perspective doesn’t lie attuned 

to flat terrain, there are tors and crags as freely as 

you’d expect in Highlands with well-met distances 

between the imagination and what you’re actually 

seeing - so there - don’t tell me what I’ll see - I am 

all ears for what comes betwixt ranked possibility 

So I didn’t mean to needlessly ruffle your feathers, 

its an outlook which crafts me a little differently - if 

that’s the right word; maybe I obey instincts that it 

engenders rather than think myself into existence, 

I know it sounds a strange and effacing complex - 

yet it lets me get on with being who I actually am 

© 16 March 2016, I. D. Carswell