"AyeTis Me Jamie"
Agin the rays of a morning sunrise
stood he,Tall, Handsome, hopeful eyes
the Kilt Wi blowin around his knee
Aye to proposal, she did agree
Intense eyes, Red hair of sparks
was nor a man in it for larks
she be Sassenach, of Mysterious birth
Though his highlander roots, knew Her worth!
Her beauty of White, blinding as snow
Bewitched him, as wild Roses grow
Within her heart of buried treasure
Deep as the Ocean, eyes to measure
Clash of the Clans she knew would rear
for no other like her, before went near
to Kin they rode to Castle Leoch
she dinna fash,as his arms did lock
In Fraser Tartan, she donned his cloak
the pipes, to seal celebrating the yoke
for as two nor one they mingled the blood
Handfasted tears ran down like a flood!
Her Bonny locks, fashioned her crown,
Fine linen embroidered, for her Gown
He in Full Kilt, Sword and Sash
Sealed their love, Wi loving pash
Consumation, tended to each other
his scars revealed, was no palava
tender caresses, passion unbridled
come morn, famished, past kin she sidled
She missed times of hearth and home
though in purple heather she loved to roam
twas a love that no man nor beastie
could divide no matter how feisty
She dinna see her Clan no more
for they were gone, years before
the Highlands sheltered her contentment well
from the wrath of Red Coats Swell
Sometimes at night whilst her Husband slept
she looked pon him, and quietly wept
You ken it werent for lack of loving her daily
Come morn she whispered "Aye Tis me Jamie"
Ch'erie de Perrot
June 2020
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Photography Courtesy of "Outlander"
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I shall say, you have a way
of making one's day
with the spritefullyness in your voice!
So eloquently spoken/written!
Love your inspirations!
WArm hugs and Warmer love, Warrior Purple Lady Sheeeoox
STay Positive1
STay SAFE!
Sending you healing energy and to husbands whole soul!
Feel it ENTER!
This fine poem is as gem I will treasure! FOREVER! Thank you Ch'erie for sharing your heartfelt heart and soul~!
Rose
Be safe,
Karen
Walt
Love tinka
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Dan
Funny when I watch Rob Roy, or Braveheart, I root for the barbaric scotts.... Wot a nawty Engerlischy bloke I is mate...
Fee
this is quite well told.
you scottish? or you just nailed the whole lingo thing really well...?
i cannot say ive ever read anything written with such language and i really must say i am quite a fan.
the story makes me think of a scottish version of the song running bear or perhaps even of romeo and juliet haha.
good job!
Love,
Eileen