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Lyrics and music Sir Harold Boulton and Lady Anne Wilson Performed by Marc Gunn From CD: Scottish Songs of Drinking & Rebellion Speed, bonnie boat, like a bird on the wing, Onward! the sailors cry; Carry the lad that’s born to be King Over the sea to Skye. Loud the winds howl, loud the waves roar, […]
by Marc Gunn, March 30, 2007 After twenty-five years of wearing glasses, I had LASIK Eye Surgery. It’s like being able to see for the first time. It is magical. I remember free climbing a mountain on the North Shore of Oahu. The rock crumbled as we climbed, But turning to look at the ocean, […]
by Marc Gunn, November 15, 2006 We’re under a tornado watch. The sky is rather bright compared to the dark ambience. The rain plummeting in globules on the porch outside. It’s a tornado sky. Spun and unfun. Decadent cascades on our tin roof. Lightening followed by the quick stomach rumble of thunder. Electrostatic activity. The […]
by Marc Gunn, June 24, 2006 Once again, I walk down that dusty road. The cloudy canopy casts silhouettes On the olive grove I called home. I stumble along that same path Again and again. There are no taunting Ladders That visibly give me reason to hope. There is only the road, Growing ever more […]
by Marc Gunn, December 17, 2005 I was listening to a recording “Baby, It’s Cold Outside” on repeat, drinking a glass of wine and just groovin’ to the music. Once again, I was off in my own little world. And it’s cold outside. How I would love some snow… I’m sitting here, a glass of […]
by Marc Gunn, November 2, 2005 I just got done watching Before Sunset. The movie lacks the beautiful scenery found in Before Sunrise, but what a great movie. It moves me and inspires me to dream as I did with this sappy, dream-filled poem. I’m such a romantic. I sit here dreaming of those who […]
by Marc Gunn, August 1, 2005 How I miss my home in Italy. This poem was inspired by a day dream about past adventures. Light groggily peeks into the bedroom window. A radio moans a distant hum. Early morning ammonite fantasies awaken. They arouse the mind As temporal reflections of discarded frustrations Pale next to […]
by Marc Gunn, May 3, 2005 Relationships are often marred with fear. But it’s how we face with and deal with that fear that determines the success of those relationships. Gather a friend and join The hands of lonely people, The skeptics and the cynics. Love is not achievable in this lifetime, Not when You […]
by Marc Gunn, April 25, 2005 Like many, I feel like it is very rare to meet someone who understands the gibberish we speak. We cling to the desire to be unique and mysterious and different. Perhaps none of us are Really all that different, but this poem attempts to shed light on my own […]
by Marc Gunn, April 18, 2005 I remember watching The Mission back in high school. It was one of the most-powerful movies to me as Jeremy Irons’ character explores sacrificial, Godly love. I would hope no one would have to endure such challenges, yet many do with less bloodshed. For the followers of Christ, Love […]
