Legacy

Legacy

A Poem by Chris Shaw

wild heather in the highlands
lay thick across the vista
a purple headed carpet
spread wide before my eyes
the sky a raspberry sorbet
the loch a lake of echoes
and there the sound of bagpipes
a lonesome piper playing
drowned out the calming silence
he stood there serenading
pink ripples on the water
my love he turned towards me
it was a tender moment
a tender tender moment
a tear fell from his eye
swamped by the sense of history
the castles and the battles
the wretched cries of battle
the clan men clashed in battle
like every conflict since then
no matter the location
the loss is overwhelming
division more division
no winners only losers
this heart is done with clashes
this heart is done with battles
the nails are in the coffin
what’s left a bridge of sighs



© 2025 Chris Shaw


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And good use of repetition

Posted 3 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

3 Months Ago

Thank you Grant
Very natural and flowing voice. Something I have trouble with

Posted 3 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

3 Months Ago

Many thanks for stopping by Grant.
You possess such evocation to the conscious mind. Thank you for an extraordinary read, Chris! May the new year bestow many blessings upon you!

Posted 3 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

3 Months Ago

Thank you so much Kelly and a very happy new year to you also.

Chris
The bagpipes evoke such feelings and are an instrument of battle and beauty. There woulld never be a Scottish funeral without them. A most lovely poem cast in such a setting as painted by your pen. Simply lovely

Posted 3 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

3 Months Ago

Thank you so much Soren. The bagpipes certainly stir the emotions. The Queen had a piper playing at .. read more
Ooh I love this Chris - you have really captured the ambience of a Scottish experience - mystical and so vibrant this released Free Verse triumph. Exceptional ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

Posted 3 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

3 Months Ago

Thank you so much for your support Tony. Pleased you enjoyed this one. Have a good weekend.
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so beautiful, moving and the echos across the bridge so brutaly tragic and true. i love the setting and imagery, Chris. top notch start to finish says i! just wonderful.
E.

Posted 3 Months Ago


Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

hey ... i am Scotch/Irish ... bagpipes and the Highlands will get me every time :)
Chris Shaw

3 Months Ago

That is so nice to know :) I have lovely memories of both Scotland and Ireland. Wonderful people :)
Einstein Noodle

3 Months Ago

yes you are! :))))))))))))))))))))))))
Tremendous work. Powerful.

Posted 3 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

3 Months Ago

Many thanks Thomas for stopping by. Happy new year to you.

Chris
What begins as beautiful highland imagery ends with an antiwar note. Though the Scots have been in their share of brawls, I think this one was intended for all mankind. At this point in our evolution, we are still a tribal lot, the big difference being we now have weapons of mass destruction.

Posted 3 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

3 Months Ago

Thank you John. Maybe the method of warfare changes. The violence doesn’t. All the best for 2025. .. read more
This poem moves to dig out of past gems. Excellent writing. Loved it.

Posted 3 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

3 Months Ago

Many thanks Arundass. Happy new year.

Chris
Arundass TP

3 Months Ago

Happy New year for you and for all in your family. Let this year be more creative, peaceful and happ.. read more
Richly haunting. History's Madness and Sorrows, the Lone Piper ...
So beautiful, tearful, in imagery and sound.
Dylan

Posted 3 Months Ago


Chris Shaw

3 Months Ago

Thank you so much Dylan. I appreciate you stopping by.

Chris

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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