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The Celt and the Scot

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Corinne
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0 posted 10-30-1999 11:12 PM       View Profile for Corinne   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Corinne

He was a gentleman from the highlands
Of the Ancient Black Watch Clan
Tall and strong as I am elfin
Mysterious man from Scotland

He came to me on a warm eve in Mae
As the Wooleys were bringing in spring
Small rings of fire on display
Feverish dancing the offering

Flicker of firelight caught his face
His Tartan colors: green, black and blue
Wondered what brought him to this place
Flames lit his face in a red/orange hue

My turn, I leapt across the circle of fire
Red hair flying, head thrown back
Ran past him onto the Moorish mire
Heard his footfalls on mossy track

Ducked inside a cave, my secret place
There a green underground stream
Breathless and jubilant at winning this race
But he was there, akin to a dream

Fingers touched my shoulder softly
I jolted, raised my hands up to fight
He grabbed my hair, kissed me
Then held me in a way to excite

He uplifted me then, above him
So easily elevated by his strength
I reached out to stop this foolish whim
But he laughed, held me fast at armís length

Did not see his face as he drew me close
But I did not resist his fierce kiss
Found myself drawn in, almost
An involuntary response, body bliss

He lay me down then upon soft moss
Loved me once, again once more,
Softly this time with tenderness
Our bodies, spirits we did explore.

Now I wait for a sign of his return
Of a promise I knew he would keep
As long as I shall live I will yearn
In my Celtic heart he will beat

Touched my heart and
Scorched my body
With the flames
Of many centuries: Ne Obliviscarus

© 1999 Corinne Bailey

© Copyright 1999 Corinne - All Rights Reserved
RobertB
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1 posted 10-30-1999 11:36 PM       View Profile for RobertB   Email RobertB   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for RobertB

wow...that is a good one!

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Denise
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2 posted 10-31-1999 01:34 AM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

Lovely tale, Corinne. What does Ne Obliviscarus mean?

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Denise

hoot_owl_rn
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3 posted 10-31-1999 09:23 AM       View Profile for hoot_owl_rn   Email hoot_owl_rn   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit hoot_owl_rn's Home Page   View IP for hoot_owl_rn

BRAVO!!! Well written
Corinne
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4 posted 10-31-1999 12:15 PM       View Profile for Corinne   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Corinne

Denise: Ne Obliviscarus means "forget me not" and was the slogan of the infamous clan Campbell of Scotland.

Thank you also, Robert and Hoot_OwL-M
Denise
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5 posted 10-31-1999 12:55 PM       View Profile for Denise   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Denise

Wondeful! Perfect ending!

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Denise

Watcher666
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6 posted 11-02-1999 04:57 PM       View Profile for Watcher666   Email Watcher666   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Watcher666's Home Page   View IP for Watcher666

Excellent!!!

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Parker
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... the old black rum


7 posted 01-13-2000 02:47 PM       View Profile for Parker   Email Parker   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Parker's Home Page   View IP for Parker

Corinne, I had to bring this out. It reminded me of my on going search for my families Tartans, and connections to Scotland families.

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8 posted 01-30-2000 06:06 PM       View Profile for Gentleman Charles   Email Gentleman Charles   Edit/Delete Message     View IP for Gentleman Charles

A very beautiful love ballad, but with a soft touch of fragrance, as a rose with the early morning dew.  Only a lady would know. Thank you my lady Corinne

 
 
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