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Post by katriona on Apr 13, 2008 4:12:30 GMT -6
 (Barra from South Uist, Scotland) Peak tops shoulder a halcyon sky All lapped in sunlit haze And lazily the seagulls fly Like paper kites that soar on high On tranquil summer days A rough track makes the rambler long For ways where waters meet The scent of fennel, spicy strong The murmur of a hill stream's song Beneath the trackless peat I see starry flowers of every hue Along the pebbled miles High hills that dominate the view And growing out of distance blue The glory of the Isles Long summer days of carefree ease So soon to disappear Releaxing under sun warmed trees I gather precious memories To last me through the year .... |
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Post by DavidMc on Apr 13, 2008 5:40:06 GMT -6
To my chagrin I don't know Scotland well ... I spent a week on Mull some years ago and it rained every day  For various reasons I love Wales and as it's only an hours drive from where I live it is my preferred city escape. A lovely debut poem Katriona  David |
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Post by katriona on Apr 13, 2008 13:43:43 GMT -6
Both Wales and Scotland are lovely countries if the weather's OK ! So is England Thanks for your comment Katriona To my chagrin I don't know Scotland well ... I spent a week on Mull some years ago and it rained every day For various reasons I love Wales and as it's only an hours drive from where I live it is my preferred city escape. A lovely debut poem Katriona David |
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Post by anirbas on Apr 13, 2008 18:29:50 GMT -6
Rhymes and chimes in an exquisite manner, Katriona. Some of my ancestors hailed from Scotland and someday, I hope and plan to visit there and possibly walk where they might have trod before me. I would also like to visit Ireland and England for the same reasons.
This poem, vicariously whisked me away to Scotland. Thanks for the mini-vacation in between my cooking dinner and doing laundry. Sabrina.
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For various reasons I love Wales and as it's only an hours drive from where I live it is my preferred city escape.
