Friday, July 28, 2006

Lonely Loch Shiel

Sometimes I just want to sit and write. It's not always that I have something to write about, I think it's just that my brain wants to dump off excess BULK to make room for more. It's a NECESSITY, more-so than a want. It's a burning need.

Here's a little something I NEEDED to write on one such instance.

Lonely Loch Shiel


By lonely, Loch Shiel in the heart of Glenfinnan
Where waters do ripple and sheep graze all day
My heart swells with pride as I gaze o'er the water
I know that my clansmen beneath my feet lay.

'Twas war and much hardship that made such strong people
A fire in their hearts and deep pride for their land
Beliefs buried deep beneath blood, sweat and tartan
No fear in their eyes, with Claymore in hand.

As I stand on the shores of Loch Shiel in Glenfinnan
I whisper a prayer on the cool, highland breeze
I ask that their souls are all peacefully resting
Allowing their spirits to soar here with ease.

By lonely, Loch Shiel in the heart of Glenfinnan
Where waters do ripple and sheep graze all day
My heart swells with pride as I gaze o'er the water
I Know that my clansmen, beneath my feet lay.


{Copyright 1999}

5 comments:

DEW said...

Fantasic poem! It really captures the magic of the Scottish highlands and the tragic yet glorious aura that penetrates every square inch of that part of Scotland! I love the highland areas the best and find them magnetic!! Wonderful piece Gabi!

Andrew said...

I just spent the day at a Highland Games watching my daughter compete in Highland Dance and my son as a drummer in a pipe band, so your post certainly strikes a chord with me today.

Question: How do you get the sound of the bagpipes out of your head? Hours later, that song is still going...

Andrew said...

Okay, I couldn't resist. Forgive me...

Being one of those musical types
Always playing a set of bagpipes
"The onion," he said,
"is different," he pled.
"No one cries when you cut up the pipes!"

Tracie said...

Nice piece Gabz! I love it that you're poetic too! I can relate to the 'need to just get it out of my head'!!! I guess that's where a lot of my poems spark from as well!!

The 'poem' from Andrew is funny!!!

Going For Greatness said...

The answer to your question, Andrew is that I DONT get the sound of the bagpipes out of my head... they are forever there!

Love your poem too! Too funny! Gotta print that out and give to my grandfather!
Gabi Gealbhain an Ruadh