My plaid shall be of rowan-berry red
Or crossed with bars of deepest forest leaf,
The heather-clump a pillow for my head,
The Highland breeze a kiss for my relief.
The sighing trees shall speak my native tongue;
Brass-bracken blonde shall be my lass’s hair
And like a buzzard’s wing, by cold gales flung
In wheeling flight upon the bitter air.
I’ll wander like a flowing, rain-filled burn
To sing the song of water over stones;
And by the sudden granite crag I’ll turn
To lave the grieving mountain’s ancient bones.
For what cold cranny of this land resists
The fairy of the sharp, autumnal mists?
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Hi Mairi
Well, this is one category I hadn't been in. I chose this
poem because it was easier than the others.
Somebody once told me my clan's tartan would have been that of the Gunn clan, a little like the colors of the picture above.
I liked this sonnet, it is a good one.
What would you do to make a sonnet out of this?
A friend said I ought to try.
http://allpoetry.com/poem/1543959
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The Gunn tartan should be lighter than that (which looks like Black Watch to me) and with a slight red stripe. I am glad you liked this sonnet and found it "easier than the others"
I'll take a look at yours and comment there.
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Oh, I love this one, I am in awe of your writing!!!
I have to go to work, but I will read more tonight, thanks so much for these links to your sonnets!
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My pleasure, March. Thank you for your interest and enthusiasm.
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I quite enjoyed this. Love the whole Scottish feel and the word lave which of course, we see in lavetory but failed to wonder about til now. Have you written a rubyat? There is a new contest calling for them; thought you'd enjoy.
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I'll keep using "lave" - seems to have been a hit, a palpable hit.
Hmmm... No, I have not attempted a rubayat yet.
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your welcome!
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Very good! I love how you write, keep it up.
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Thank you, my friend - I will try
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OOOH
Someone else likes to use the word "lave", not sure why but I adore that word, lol. I definitely like this one as well, your vocabulary is excellent and your flow is wonderful, although i would love to see you try other forms, just to see you do so, lmao not to say you do this one poorly, not at all!! Of course my fav part is:
I’ll wander like a flowing, rain-filled burn
To sing the song of water over stones;
And by the sudden granite crag I’ll turn
To lave the grieving mountain’s ancient bones.
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Keep digging, Peg, and you will find forms other than the English Sonnet . I have come to love the form, however, but maybe I will lay it down for a while.
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Wow way to go
very beautiful piece of poetry i enjoyed it very much
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I am very glad you enjoyed it, Adonia.
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A fine and fitting poem for Poetry Planet this day!
Thank you for sharing your wondrous talent with us, worldwide! Yesterday the blog report for Poetry Planet boasted over 400 hits! I am carrying this most gratifying poem away to the Planet! I love poems about autumn because it is my favorite season.
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Melodies - thank you, I will go there and check it out.
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Darling dream mum
Your green of glen
coloring all clan plaids
weaves into baskets then
as by Pixie braids.
Smoosh
Janet
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Dreamkiddie... thank you so much for dropping by - glad you like this one.
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This is beautiful, Marie. Absolutely astounding. The meter is perfect as well as the rhyming. The whole presentation is simply glorious. Fabulous sonnet, me dear! ♥ Belle
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Thank you, Belle; praise from you for a sonnet is precious. Y'know, I seem to be geting fewer and fewer views as my career goes on. Got any ideas?
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Ah, so very wonderful indeed! I loved it, loved it, loved it!
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I am so glad, Michael. Thank you
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Ah, a bonny poem you have written my dear. The sharp autumn wind blows between yours phrases as you describe it so well.
IN line 12:
To lave the grieving mountain’s ancient bones.
Did you mean "leave"?
A lovely poem, my dear.
Smooshes,
Moonshine Pixie
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Thanks, dear pixie friend. No I meant "lave", meaning to wash or bathe.
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