Lin Lane Poet Rhyme

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Taste of Guinness, Scent of Heather: a Monotetra

Sunlit days I spent on the moor
Sweet Summer heather scents allure
Bathing in waves on Dublin's shore
Aye, Irish lore       Aye, Irish lore

Crumbling castles on exhibit
Pricey ticket;  warm day visit
Guinness stout without a limit
Tastes exquisite    Tastes exquisite

Stung by wild bees in clover leaves
Winded, needed the help of sheaves
Love for Ireland my heart now weaves
And soon it grieves    And soon it grieves

Time has come for vacation's end
And Summer's days with Autumn's blend
When I close my eyes and pretend
In dreams I wend       In dreams I wend

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Joanna Daniel July 10, 2017 at 9:29 AM This has to be a fave, Lin, so enchantingly beautiful, I've always wished to come to Ireland and this poem makes me long for it:)

Winged Warrior July 9, 2017 at 9:17 AM Beautiful lady...beautiful poem...beautiful pic...and hey, you got the date right lol...all the best my friend...^WW^ Lin Lane July 9, 2017 at 10:59 AM Don't ever stop. Winged Warrior July 9, 2017 at 10:17 AM You should have stopped at beautiful lady lol...^WW^ Lin Lane July 9, 2017 at 9:21 AM I'm going to have to stop calling you a gentleman if you keep pointing out my flaws. lol Yes, I remembered it's July and no longer June. Thank you most humbly for the compliments.

Eileen Manassian July 9, 2017 at 8:53 AM Love those repetitions in the last line of every stanza. Beautiful poem full of descriptions. Hugs Lin Lane July 9, 2017 at 9:20 AM Glad you enjoyed it, Eileen. Thanks.

Ilene Bauer July 8, 2017 at 8:06 PM hey lin! having just returned from ireland, i must confirm what jan expressed in her comment - i absolutely love this poem! you've really captured the beauty, history and tastes of this gorgeous country in a wonderful way with amazing rhyme. bravo! Lin Lane July 8, 2017 at 8:37 PM Thanks ever so much, Ilene, for liking the poem and for the heads up on my faux pas. One day I'll get to the Isles.

Jan Allison July 8, 2017 at 2:36 PM Oh Lin the imagery is superb and I love the repeated phrase to be sure to be sure lol - Ilene Bauer has just returned from a holiday in Ireland I think she would love this poem. I adore Ireland and have visited several times:-) hugs jan xx Lin Lane July 8, 2017 at 2:54 PM Now I'm jealous...lol and thank you for the compliments. You're a bonnie lass.

Dale Gregory Cozart July 8, 2017 at 2:07 PM The pic is gorgeous. When you talk of heather and moors I think of 'Wuthering Heights', although I don't think Kathy ever got bee stings. At least she never said so. I like the poem; I can really see the colors. I think you are probably proficient in every poetry form listed on PS. I also think you whip them up in about five minutes. It just isn't fair. Lin Lane July 9, 2017 at 9:19 AM Thank you, Jan. Jan Allison July 8, 2017 at 2:37 PM I've visited the Yorkshire moors and the Bronte museum its a wonderful place:-) I agree Dale, Lin is an incredibly accomplished poet :-) hugs Jan xx Lin Lane July 8, 2017 at 2:16 PM Thanks for liking the picture and the poem. Wuthering Heights always comes to my mind as well when I think of the moors. It's my dream to visit Ireland and Scotland. As far as how long it takes me to write...usually very little time to get initial thoughts down, but then I put them away and return to edit...exclaiming, "How could you have written something so terrible?"

Daniel Turner July 8, 2017 at 1:31 PM Such a beautiful poem, Lin. I love the form you chose, too:) Lin Lane July 8, 2017 at 2:13 PM Thank you, Danny. It's a great form in which lines can flow.