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).