Frederic Parker Poet Rhyme

Along Scottish Shores

Lightning strikes with thunderous clap
A thickening fog rolls into the bay
Ships stacked with dead on their back
Set ablaze so they can sail away

White waves crash rocks with sound
Death ships burning fill the background
Men stand still on ridges overlooking
Play pipes for dead soldiers spirit bound

Tall red flames melt through the fog
Release men's souls to fly away
To seek far realms of Scottish Gods
Widows will cry loud this day

Clans in kilts that flap in the wind
Watch ships float further from shore
Men with their pipes stand in the cold
Above the waves on the Scottish shore

Women in black will harvest their tears
Gather their children, they'll have no more
Their lives now poorer filled with fears
In villages along the Scottish shores

Pipes will be played in haunting sound
Songs will be sung and stories told
Memories of sacrifice will endure
In villages along the Scottish shores

5/23/17 Contest Whitsun Premier

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Chris Green May 24, 2017 at 1:16 PM Very cool and filled with wonderful imagery Frederic. You write it and we feel like we are there.

Heidi Sands May 24, 2017 at 1:13 PM You have captured the pictures and feelings so well in this well written poem Frederic :)