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Island of Rustic Growth

In a Scottish Loch There juts an ancient rock Upon it grows What natures caught Firs and spruce Ferns and gorse Captured to glory No fear of remorse This rock of life In solitary lone Gowned by growth On their island home The oozing of shades Rustic to rare Close your eyes Think deep and stare On the mirror surface Two islands appear Skeet a stone Ripples of applause engineer When the Highland mists down Covering this place All what you see Is nature in full grace http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/scotland-2.php

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Caryl Muzzey

Date: 1/13/2010 11:28:00 AM

The first stanza really caught my eye, the more I read, the more I envisioned its beauty, which you painted so well. Thank you for sharing where I cannot go. I enjoyed the read. Caryl

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Date: 1/13/2010 10:12:00 AM

It sounds just beautiful, James. My niece is working there in Scotland, somewhere. I hope she photographs some of these beautiful sites. Love to you. Dane Ann

Trudy Diane Rider

Date: 1/12/2010 3:35:00 PM

You certainly can paint an exotic picture of your homeland Highlander, been catching up and you never cease to amaze me! Thank you also for your recent coments on my work also. ~Tru~

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 1/9/2010 6:08:00 PM

yes it is a pretty picture poem, thanks for sharing.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/9/2010 5:00:00 PM

Paints a pretty picture, James. I like when you write about your dear Scotland. luv, andrea

James Peranteau

Date: 1/9/2010 7:35:00 AM

Splendid visual Mr.Fraser ! I'd love to one day tour the sights you from time to time paint for us here on the soup ! Great poetry ! james

Sara Kendrick

Date: 1/8/2010 3:57:00 PM

I can see the place when I close my eyes. I can feel the mist as it rises from the loch and I am covered with a shroud of mist. Keep the creative and magical pen flowing. Sara

Tim Ryerson

Date: 1/8/2010 3:21:00 PM

Beautiful description James!.... I'd like to see that ancient rock someday! - Tim

Mary Meade Stephenson

Date: 1/8/2010 3:12:00 PM

Sounds like a very beautiful place James....and you paint it well with words. Thanks so much for sharing! Have a superb day~Mary