Margaret Foster Poet Sonnet

Homesick

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I want to be alone where skylarks sing
Where primroses grow wild and bluebells ring
Where sweet the fragrant scent of Mountain thyme
Back in the glen that once was yours and mine

I’m wistful for the sights, the sounds, the smells
The purple evening sheen of heather bells
I miss the gloaming’s hazy mellow light
As summer’s day fades slowly into night

My heart tells me, I’m lost, I must return
To see my highland home, my woodland burn
Refresh, and set my captive spirit free
Among the hills forever calling me

This lonely pain is razor sharp and strong
Tomorrow I go back where I belong.

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Sandra Mathews February 28, 2010 at 4:56 AM great write...

Curt Mongold February 8, 2010 at 2:38 PM Hi Margaret, I was perusing the lists, looking for actual poetry when I came across your lovely sonnet-like piece. (The rhyme scheme is different from a sonnet) It is truly lovely. Very nice iambic pentameter too, and the message ia nicely put in descriptive language. It was a pleasure to read. C.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart February 7, 2010 at 2:39 PM Elegant beauty in your lines Margaret.. so vividly visual and wonderfully magnetic to the reader.. I would be Homesick too if such a place existed for me.. lovely form the Sonnet.. u have used it quite well.. luv.. and thankxxx for your very precious comments on my poetry always.. luv.. Linda-Marie..

Sean Kelly February 3, 2010 at 11:04 AM I think you've got the lyrics for a great homecoming song , here , Margaret and a well deserved win .....

Brandee Augustus February 1, 2010 at 1:40 PM This is a really graceful sounding poem, I think. I think I caught myself swaying side to side. Congratulations on your first place win!

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen January 31, 2010 at 8:01 AM Congratulations Margaret on winning 1st place in The Rambling Poet’s “Home” Mini-Poetry contest with these creative words. Your talent has placed you in the winners circle. And I greatly enjoyed reading your sentiments about your homeplace. Smiles, Dane Ann

Carolyn Devonshire January 30, 2010 at 4:52 PM Congratulations on winning first place in Constance's contest, Margaret. This excellent poem deserves the honor! Love, carolyn

Kim Hilliker January 30, 2010 at 11:30 AM Great rhyming and meter. I'm happy for you for going back. Thanks for sharing.

Jeralynn Clark January 30, 2010 at 10:30 AM Congradulations Margaret on your win! A lovely sentiment, we have all experience! True Home. Jeralynn

January 29, 2010 at 1:41 PM Good use of imagery and rhyme for a wonderful poem. Congratulations on your first place finish in the Home contest. Keep up the good writing. Enjoy your honor!

Joyce Johnson January 29, 2010 at 11:32 AM Congratulations on winning with this lovely sonnet. Love, Joyce

Debbie Guzzi January 29, 2010 at 5:55 AM marvelous! Sounds like Scotland or Ireland? Light & Love

Virginia Mitchell January 29, 2010 at 3:02 AM This is beautiful! Congratulations on your 1st place win.

Andrea Dietrich January 28, 2010 at 9:19 PM Hey, what contest is this one you won in with this lovely poem?? I don't even know!! Anyway, I sure love this sonnet. You are great at dong a sonnet, a rare sight to see! LUv, Andera

Connie Marcum Wong January 28, 2010 at 8:04 PM Margaret, Congratulations on taking first place with this magnificent poem! It is very deserving of the honor. It is going right into my favorites. Blessings, Connie P.S. Thank you for your nice comments on my Sedona poem.

Robert A. Dufresne January 28, 2010 at 5:50 PM Poetic, romantic, lovely sonnet, Margaret. Congratulations to you!

Mac Mcgovern January 28, 2010 at 5:36 PM Congrats on first place. A poem of this quality deserves to be the best and it is! Home is exactly as you describe. Mac

Constance La France January 28, 2010 at 4:48 PM Congratulations on first place in my contest, with this beautiful poem, about Home

Carrie Richards January 28, 2010 at 7:26 AM Through your eyes, and your beautiful sonnet, I can feel the melancholy and homesickness one must feel for a homeland of one's early days. This makes me homesick for my own childhood place....the place my heart belongs. So lovely, Margaret...so lovely! ~ Carrie

Lena Townsend January 28, 2010 at 6:43 AM A lovely sonnet to describe such beautiful memories. It seems that you go there fully in your mind. Thanks for sharing. Smiles from Lolita

Doris Culverhouse January 28, 2010 at 4:05 AM wonderful poem and descriptions.

Margaret Foster January 28, 2010 at 1:55 AM It always comes over me at this time of year, but I survive, have done for long enough now....:)..Margaret

Brian Strand January 28, 2010 at 1:11 AM You capture it well Margaret.It's something I experienced about England when we lived in Germany fo a few years in the fifties.Rgds Brian & thanks for your welcome comments today.

Bojosi Ditshwele January 28, 2010 at 12:15 AM A chicken will always go home to roost. A man's home is his castle. Fare thee well Margaret.The poem is very enjoyable, lovely sonnet. A big thanx to you for your support...........THANNNNX