(proper non-mythological creature that does exist…honest!)
Far from the dark and lonely shore
From the camera lights and the traffic roar.
Nessie waits for a time to belong
The monster sings a lonesome song.
Dark ages have passed the frozen deep
And fish swim where the fossils sleep.
But Nessie has lived in a world that ends
To mourn the loss of time and friends.
She bides her time in the Loch and still
Watching and waiting for hunters that kill.
She casts sad eyes at the fisherman’s net
The Loch Ness Monster extinct? Not yet.
She longs to see the lights of land
And feel the touch of beach and sand.
But the world above is a dangerous place
Where she can never show her face.
And so she hides where they never know
And trawls the graveyard far below.
Is there a place she can belong?
The monster sings her lonesome song.
By Fiona Lochhead 2009