Welcome to the first day of the Poem a Day Challenge. For the next thirty days I’ll post a prompt and my attempt at it, to celebrate Poetry Month. I hope you enjoy the challenge, good luck and have fun.
Prompt – Getting Goose Bumps
Why I Love Tartans
Green rolling hills
Broken stone walls scattered about
A well-trodden dirt path
To an unseen castle ruin
Faint on the breeze you can hear there mournful sound.
Louder and louder the song came to ear
Over the ridge they did appear
The marchers played their pipes
Together as one
No matter your clan
Did not matter today
All tartans were there
No one forgotten
The force of a hundred bag pipes
Pounded your ears
Goosebumps rise upon your arms
And along your spine
A tear upon your cheek
The sweet music of years gone by
No fighting this day
The sight of tartans in review as they all march by
Your eyes close, breathing in the sound in the air
When your eyes open they are gone
Only their memory remains
I hope you enjoyed my poem to the prompt. Good luck with your poem today and I hope to see it posted here.
Have a great day and see you tomorrow.
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