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Scotland

Scotland

First many thanks to Mand for her inspirational teachings on Pantoum poetry, and many thanks to DOTS for her support and encouragement. This is my first attempt at writing such a poem. I hope you enjoy it. It probably goes without saying that I own all the rights to this poem. I do not own the photo though.

Stoney House

Let us ponder that wisdom of old
Where truth oft is found
Let us review our dreams of gold
Unlock that loyalty to which we’re bound

Where truth oft is found
In breathing earth and cry of sea
Unlock that loyalty to which we’re bound
With salt and tang of whispering plea

In breathing earth and cry of sea
Stones pitch as waves ebb and flow
With salt and tang of whispering plea
Reshape and smooth old stones below

Stones pitch as waves ebb and flow
By tide of moon and sun-filled pleasures
Reshape and smooth old stones below
For shoreline longs for glistening treasures

By tide of moon and sun-filled pleasures
Of sand and wave that tear asunder
For shoreline longs for glistening treasures
Old stones become new things of wonder

Of sand and wave that tear asunder
Reveal the sleep from which we must rouse
Old stones become new things of wonder
New dreams and hopes fill this stoney house

Reveal the sleep from which we must rouse
Let us review our dreams of gold
New dreams and hopes fill this stoney house
Let us ponder that wisdom of old.

written 17 Oct 2008

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