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My Golden Chance Of Opportune

My Golden Chance Of Opportune

As I wandered thru a  Scottish valley with heathered heaths on either side, I heard an eerie echo in the distance from the Lowther hills by the river Clyde.. a haunting melody from the Highlands,  not that too far away, I longed to see this vision and watch this piper play

So I veered off my course and headed for this Scottish sound, stepping thru the purple heather with the Skylarks all around..I knew I was getting closer, I could hear louder bagpipes bellow so hopefully beyond the shadey nook then I should espy this Celtic fellow.. well after I ascended to the top of a hillock I was exhausted from my climb but just below me in a nearby copse was a sight of Scottish sublime

There the burly, beefcake built piper stood with his musical instrument on a tilt, the bellows bulging underneath his left arm as he marched in his tartan kilt, playing “Auld lang syne” like I had never heard before..when he stopped to have a breather, I yelled out for an encore..what an absolute amazing wonderment I was fortunate to see, an actual Celtic Scotsman who played his ballads just for me..

When he saw my pleasure and I asked him politely “Could you please play more?” he turned to where I was and marched to meet me with vigour..I loved the way his kilt swayed from side-to-side to the rhythm of his beat, and as he marched his music filled my senses, I just couldn’t stop my feet.. I tapped along in perfect timing to his gaelic bagpipe tune..my brilliant Scottish stroll with my astonishing golden chance of opportune

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Cherie Leigh

Hi Jill.  I have both Irish and Scottish blood in me and appreciate the culture and the music....I loved coming along with you on this adventure to see a Celtic Scotsman, complete in kilt, play "Auld Lang Syne" for you.  I am sure that would be pleasurable.  I like how you brought this moment alive for all to enjoy and feel a part of....  Love n Hugs, xo ;)  

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Jill Tait

Awww so pleased u enjoyed luv xxx💕💕💕

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Tony Taylor

I agree wholeheartedly with C on this...... It, most definitely, takes you into that world with shining examples of imagery and phrasing that eloquently lifts into Scottish culture and all its lovely trappings!! With some words that simply don't exist in other cultures!!........ALL STARS!!...... well penned dear poet sister!!.....LOVE & ROCKETS!!........T xo.   : )

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Jill Tait

I live 8 miles from bonny Scotland yet i am English so am a northern borderer Thanks loads Tony my friendxxx💙❤️

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Katina Woodruff...

Jill, this is officially my favorite poem you have posted. Course, I'm still working on reading all of your poems. I'm just thrilled about this poem because of the images, descriptions and rich language. Wonderful word choices and alliterations. I cannot say enough about how much I enjoyed this poem. Terrific. 

Favorite lines: I have a few! 

There the burly, beefcake built piper stood with his musical instrument on a tilt, the bellows bulging underneath his left arm as he marched in his tartan kilt, playing “Auld lang syne” like I had never heard

The top line is SUPERB! 
Keep up the fantastic work. 

Thank you again, for your comments on my poetry. 

Glad to have found this poem. I have it pinned to read  later. I may have to print it off and hang it up. The wall  in my office is being decorated by poems found here.
 

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Jill Tait

Wowsas Katina Thank you so much Imagine one of my poems on your wall blinkin’ heck I’m so chuffed & honoured luv 😁😀💕💕💕💕❤️❤️❤️❤️

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