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Scottish Pride-Tale 57
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Scottish Pride-Tale 57 |
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John Yaws Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 860Texas 
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The Travelers Tale 57 Ah, 'tis a bonnie sight indeed- To tread me 'ighland 'eath. Wi' Scottish sun upon me back, An' Scottish sod beneath! To 'ear the skirl o' pipes a'comin- Fra' same 'ighland fling... Wi' notes wha sound o' battles... I can almost 'ear steel ring. A mort o' years behind me now- I've fought in foreign wars... Wi' nought but gray wi'in me locks To show, aye, an' the scars. I've 'eard death rattles fra me mates- As parapets we'd scale... To die for gold, an' Scottish pride.. So goes the Traveler's Tale. |
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bags123 Member
since 2002-06-06
Posts 128 |
Hi gunner, Rare occurance nowadays "A Warriors Ballad" Loved the rhythm/rhyme scheme, Loved the Scottish Brogue. I'm an Irishman myself born of the same stock as you Scots/Gael if you go back far enough. Will be posting something similar in the days ahead from Erin's point of view. I enjoyed. |
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
This was a neat read, I really enjoyed how you wrote this. A great tale you have told through this poem also. Thanks for sharing with us here  |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
You do these so very well, you leave your accent along the boards and in the reader's ear...these poems make for some reading... more, please! |
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