Sir Paul
A half-assed rhyme
A curse on your Isle
Of lochs and cliffs
Outlander remains
My shameful fantasy
~
Though I would
Touch the rock
For a ride through time
To highlanders I’d flee
~
Mock me rightly
As you ought
Smelly, foul and rude
Revealed, he’d truly be
~
No kilts in your closet
Saved from my folly
Yet you are adored
By this convivial tree
~
Bright blue and white
Loose leaf notes
Origami squares
Folded so carefully
~
Covertly handed off
Passed between friends
In childish moments
Brings joyous, giddy glee
~
Our tin can telephone
Emptied beans, nylon cord
Loud and clear it rings
Across the Atlantic sea
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*Though terrible with rhymes, it was still fun to try 😂
Inspired by our jolly back and forth with my laddie Paul!
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Reread this and I'm again humbled. I surely don't deserve such work being inspired by me. Appreciated it is, though.
I loved the fun in this poem. And across the Atlantic we go, tin can and cord and all. Nicely Done!!!
I’m not sure why, but this feels a lot like I just listened to a private conversation through a keyhole. The sensual phrasing and evocative imagery is quite beautiful. I can readily see why Paul is smitten by your poetry. Very, very impressive!
This is such a fun and charming poem! The playful tone and the unique images, like the tin can telephone across the Atlantic, really make it special. I think it is great that you had fun writing this piece.
I love the unease created by those two end words, "Isle" and "cliffs." It perfectly shows the emotional tension behind the "shameful fantasy" confession. I enjoyed the way the rhythm changed talking about the "ride through time" and the Highlanders you'd "flee." The accelerating pace was excellent. Your use of the word "ought" was spot-on. It puts a heavy weight of deserved fate on the line, making us take that judgment seriously. I loved the image you used with the "convivial tree." That idea of nature being so friendly provides such a beautiful, unexpected source of adoration.
Aw. This was great lass. Truly impressed with how quick you were able to write a great reply. Loved the mentions of Outlander as that was one of the first things we spoke about you getting all weak kneed at the sight of Scotsman's naked knees lol. Love this a lot my friend and has been a nice distraction we I await results for the challenge lol. Thank you and well done.
Fun poem!