Rob Taylor
@lairdoftheheart.bsky.social
Poet/musician/Scotland. Been off the grid for a while, mojo vanished, if you find it let me know. Scotland.
1st morning in Kefalos (Greece) gotta feeling its gonna be a good day
October 4, 2025 at 4:50 AM
1st morning in Kefalos (Greece) gotta feeling its gonna be a good day
In the cavern of my thought
the rains poured into pools
they were subliminal until i came to myself
but the floor felt damp
#perhaps they were tears
that followed me through the years
so many loves come and gone
there are no regrets
and nothing to forget
#vss365
Myosotis sylvatica
the rains poured into pools
they were subliminal until i came to myself
but the floor felt damp
#perhaps they were tears
that followed me through the years
so many loves come and gone
there are no regrets
and nothing to forget
#vss365
Myosotis sylvatica
September 21, 2025 at 12:44 PM
I was the cabin in the woods
she was the forest
a #synthesis of two for the one
those lunar lit nights
where we purged the blight
an indulgence in temperate love
this fusion at times made no sense
but then again
it did
#vss365
she was the forest
a #synthesis of two for the one
those lunar lit nights
where we purged the blight
an indulgence in temperate love
this fusion at times made no sense
but then again
it did
#vss365
September 17, 2025 at 8:51 AM
I was the cabin in the woods
she was the forest
a #synthesis of two for the one
those lunar lit nights
where we purged the blight
an indulgence in temperate love
this fusion at times made no sense
but then again
it did
#vss365
she was the forest
a #synthesis of two for the one
those lunar lit nights
where we purged the blight
an indulgence in temperate love
this fusion at times made no sense
but then again
it did
#vss365
The rules o' thumb become undone
#arbitrary creeping autumn sky
for weeping eye
o'er the sulking face o' rockies chase
comes clouds in haste
wallowing in the winds o' the devils sails
the days draw short like the straws drawn from hand
the prize a biting cold for land
#vss365 #mypic
#arbitrary creeping autumn sky
for weeping eye
o'er the sulking face o' rockies chase
comes clouds in haste
wallowing in the winds o' the devils sails
the days draw short like the straws drawn from hand
the prize a biting cold for land
#vss365 #mypic
September 3, 2025 at 10:13 AM
The rules o' thumb become undone
#arbitrary creeping autumn sky
for weeping eye
o'er the sulking face o' rockies chase
comes clouds in haste
wallowing in the winds o' the devils sails
the days draw short like the straws drawn from hand
the prize a biting cold for land
#vss365 #mypic
#arbitrary creeping autumn sky
for weeping eye
o'er the sulking face o' rockies chase
comes clouds in haste
wallowing in the winds o' the devils sails
the days draw short like the straws drawn from hand
the prize a biting cold for land
#vss365 #mypic
Drowning in my visions
i remember the #crimson butterfly
that brought me love
in empty places
i walked the miles where nobody stretched limbs
never to forget a sea that brought me home
i built a home out of storms that ravaged this poetic heart
but it matters no more in a world lost
#vss365
i remember the #crimson butterfly
that brought me love
in empty places
i walked the miles where nobody stretched limbs
never to forget a sea that brought me home
i built a home out of storms that ravaged this poetic heart
but it matters no more in a world lost
#vss365
July 26, 2025 at 10:56 PM
I watched her among the morning dew drops
turning the soil on hands and knees
the bustling air whispering through the trees
your pretty dress of twinkle star chiffon catches the eye of the sky
those champagne moment roses and #violets swaying in the magic of your eyes
#vss365
art- A Maurer
turning the soil on hands and knees
the bustling air whispering through the trees
your pretty dress of twinkle star chiffon catches the eye of the sky
those champagne moment roses and #violets swaying in the magic of your eyes
#vss365
art- A Maurer
July 25, 2025 at 9:00 AM
The open window brings the summer scent of sweet cicely
aniseed and warm zephyrs pinch the midnight tones of love
though i know this heart if failing
i am inhaling the #promise of your
life entwined in mine
its benevolence can never be defined
i am grateful you are here
#vss365
aniseed and warm zephyrs pinch the midnight tones of love
though i know this heart if failing
i am inhaling the #promise of your
life entwined in mine
its benevolence can never be defined
i am grateful you are here
#vss365
July 22, 2025 at 10:37 AM
In a sweltering heatwave her hay-fever is playing havoc
June 30, 2025 at 9:26 AM
In a sweltering heatwave her hay-fever is playing havoc
Wounded by the richness of your smile
there is no other way to say
i am happy with these scars you have embedded upon me
#2WordPrompt
there is no other way to say
i am happy with these scars you have embedded upon me
#2WordPrompt
June 18, 2025 at 8:17 AM
Wounded by the richness of your smile
there is no other way to say
i am happy with these scars you have embedded upon me
#2WordPrompt
there is no other way to say
i am happy with these scars you have embedded upon me
#2WordPrompt
I stumbled and watched the loose rocks roll down the mountainside
breathless i clawed my way out from the long grass
if i died here no one would know
perhaps this would be the best way to go
i always hear the song of a following chaffinch
as if it were love in the sweetest clinch
#SenseWrds 83
breathless i clawed my way out from the long grass
if i died here no one would know
perhaps this would be the best way to go
i always hear the song of a following chaffinch
as if it were love in the sweetest clinch
#SenseWrds 83
June 17, 2025 at 9:52 AM
I stumbled and watched the loose rocks roll down the mountainside
breathless i clawed my way out from the long grass
if i died here no one would know
perhaps this would be the best way to go
i always hear the song of a following chaffinch
as if it were love in the sweetest clinch
#SenseWrds 83
breathless i clawed my way out from the long grass
if i died here no one would know
perhaps this would be the best way to go
i always hear the song of a following chaffinch
as if it were love in the sweetest clinch
#SenseWrds 83
Received this gift from my son yesterday (don't think for any particular reason) but it's brilliant it's embossed onto sheet metal ❤️
June 5, 2025 at 11:38 AM
Received this gift from my son yesterday (don't think for any particular reason) but it's brilliant it's embossed onto sheet metal ❤️
Lost my Chico today 😢 his health finally gave up on him, gawd I'll miss him ❤️
June 2, 2025 at 2:01 PM
Lost my Chico today 😢 his health finally gave up on him, gawd I'll miss him ❤️
Here it comes
guns and choking lungs
is it ok to live?
holocausts come with a cost
let the demise begin, women and children for charity's sake
die with no mistake
let the world forget #clarity
the learned never learning
their god shut the back door for retribution
monsters bite hard
#vss365
guns and choking lungs
is it ok to live?
holocausts come with a cost
let the demise begin, women and children for charity's sake
die with no mistake
let the world forget #clarity
the learned never learning
their god shut the back door for retribution
monsters bite hard
#vss365
May 16, 2025 at 9:44 PM
Your kiss
so like the #segmentation
of an after world
separated from coal dust and
and thrusting toxins of ruination
to topple upon your lips
is a sugar cane field where only the emerald swallowtails fly
there are no goodbyes in those instances only a beginning that knows no epilogue
#vss365
so like the #segmentation
of an after world
separated from coal dust and
and thrusting toxins of ruination
to topple upon your lips
is a sugar cane field where only the emerald swallowtails fly
there are no goodbyes in those instances only a beginning that knows no epilogue
#vss365
April 18, 2025 at 7:44 PM
Your kiss
so like the #segmentation
of an after world
separated from coal dust and
and thrusting toxins of ruination
to topple upon your lips
is a sugar cane field where only the emerald swallowtails fly
there are no goodbyes in those instances only a beginning that knows no epilogue
#vss365
so like the #segmentation
of an after world
separated from coal dust and
and thrusting toxins of ruination
to topple upon your lips
is a sugar cane field where only the emerald swallowtails fly
there are no goodbyes in those instances only a beginning that knows no epilogue
#vss365
My dog Chico the cheeky chihuahua is such a strange creature, at times he thinks he's another animal, yesterday he stored food in his cheeks and pretended to be a hamster, today he's a bird eating the bread I've thrown on the lawn, I'm sure i heard him whistling.
April 12, 2025 at 7:43 PM
My dog Chico the cheeky chihuahua is such a strange creature, at times he thinks he's another animal, yesterday he stored food in his cheeks and pretended to be a hamster, today he's a bird eating the bread I've thrown on the lawn, I'm sure i heard him whistling.
There's always a wee moonbeam reflecting on my glass
it's a midnight firewater tipple
a glass with class
distilled in heart and soul
from home to the shore o' Lochranza
we say not the word but be known it ends in KY
ne're EY as in canny Irish
smiley eyes
#SenseWrds 54
it's a midnight firewater tipple
a glass with class
distilled in heart and soul
from home to the shore o' Lochranza
we say not the word but be known it ends in KY
ne're EY as in canny Irish
smiley eyes
#SenseWrds 54
April 9, 2025 at 9:52 AM
There's always a wee moonbeam reflecting on my glass
it's a midnight firewater tipple
a glass with class
distilled in heart and soul
from home to the shore o' Lochranza
we say not the word but be known it ends in KY
ne're EY as in canny Irish
smiley eyes
#SenseWrds 54
it's a midnight firewater tipple
a glass with class
distilled in heart and soul
from home to the shore o' Lochranza
we say not the word but be known it ends in KY
ne're EY as in canny Irish
smiley eyes
#SenseWrds 54