"Scotengire's Missive"

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    Poem Commentary

    I wrote this in 2006. It started as just an experiment - rhyming the first words of each line in the first verse. I quickly abandoned that, but did still finish the poem.

    When I was nine, I was fortunate enough to visit England. I believe that the vacation there affected my entire being, my soul, my subconscious. That region of the world is truly different, timeless, magical. So, in my poetry, I always strive to generate something that I regard as essential: Ambience. I think I usually fail at maintaining this subtlety - I'm my own worst critic. 

    "Scotengire's Missive"


    Fair are such glimmering lochs

    Blue by sun, deeper till dawn

    Bare not barren, ruins of docks

    Unto unseen scapes and never gone.

    　

    Conifers avast wield the moon's rise

    Owls and mist weave the quiet wood

    To a clearing and quite by surprise

    Mossy stones about me there stood.

    　

    In from a chill I froze even still

    Black to violet to lavender and hues

    Behold in the distance a private mill

    And relics of thoughts and dusty pews.

    　

    An aeon, a zephyr, a sigh

    Carried so faint a spectral chime

    The ancient air, her secret cry

    Quarrels are chains bitter as lime.






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    mamasan commented on "Scotengire's Missive"

    11-04-2009

    I planned but never got to live out my wish to see both England and Scotland. Thanks to your genius with words and extra sharp eyes and imagination............I have fulfilled that wish. I enjoyed the scenery from afar. Thanks you dreamer and may your dreams continue to be full of joy and bliss..........
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    stellar commented on "Scotengire's Missive"

    10-06-2009

    love to close my eyes and feel the images here on your poem. It make me think of Lorien and Rivendell in the Lord of the rings...England is indeed beautiful and idyllic, you really justified its beauty by this wonderful poem.. ^_^ v
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    Stardrift

    10/06/2009

    Ty Stell! That's quite a compliment, ty!

    angel3337 commented on "Scotengire's Missive"

    09-10-2009

    Loved this, so colorful to me there, like into a dream~
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    Stardrift

    09/10/2009

    Ty, angel! Dreams were one aspect of it.

    quickwrite commented on "Scotengire's Missive"

    09-01-2009

    Wonderful, It created a vivid picture in my mind.
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    Stardrift

    09/02/2009

    Mission accomplished! Lol! Ty, Q.

    dahlusion commented on "Scotengire's Missive"

    08-21-2009

    You, my friend, are one of the greats on this site. Verlain would be on his knees kissing each one of these perfectly crafted, beautifully placed, words.
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    Stardrift

    08/21/2009

    Well, top 100 anyway, lol! As we all know here, poetry is an inexpensive creative activity. Ty Dah!

    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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