Alvar West coast          
                                        
                                          
 Going South  By  The  Rocky  Shore.  The 
     Montaneous Shore, The Cliffs And     
      RavineS, And The OceanS Raving.     
                                          
 Watch  Your Step Or,  Or Your Wheels, If 
 Youre Such  A  Being,  For  To  The West 
 Lies  The  Sea.  And  To  The  East  Are 
 Thorny Bushes, Large  As  Trees But Also 
   Miniscule, Camouflaged In The Grass.   
                                          
     Old Territories Poke Through And     
 Resurface.  Never  Mind Them,  But Maybe 
 The  Beauty  In  Their  Walls   Tell  Us 
 Something. I Admire The Way They  Strech 
 Over  The  Land  To The  Eastern Shores, 
      But Never North, Never South.       
                                          
 The  Road Is Old And Broken,  And  Would 
 Stress  Your Joints, Even If You Were To 
 Never  Leave  It   (Which  You  Should).