Among the heather, and wild thyme

Green, grows the grass
high along the mountainside
there among the heather, and wild thyme
where love bloomed, and love died.

She held her innocence near
and he honored her with his heart
never pushing between them
her kiss, he held sacred from the start.

He held her close
lying there, together in the tall grasses
her heart weary, his love given
unto the fairest of virgin lasses

She grew to love him
bending near to him, ever touching his
oft' high along the mountainside
where the heather and wild thyme lives.

Together, a moment stolen in time
they sat basking in the morning light
One last goodbye fell from her lips
as she watched him fade from her sight.

He held her close to him
honoring her last given breath
always smitten by his virgin lass
with a kiss, he set her to rest

He wandered home alone
along the lonely country side
there among the heather and wild thyme
where love bloomed, and life died.

Reviews

[Inyourshadow]

Forget Scarborough Fair ( beautiful though the seaside town is ) this poem so strongly speaks of a deeper more romantic song Oh Danny Boy or the line by queen ~ who wants to live forever when love must die. ~ Your poem capture both the depth of love and of the pain of loss in such romantic tones. Beautiful, keep em' coming

[Heather]

I can see this poem with images of a strong Scotsman in a kilt, with his lass in the heather. The title drew me in.. the poem made me fall in love with the story told. Such love. It reminds me of a book I am reading "The Outlander", the love of that couple and they always reference the heather. In your poem I could almost smell the wild thyme and heather, blowing in the breeze as I read your words. Beautiful!

[Groovy]

Exceptional!

[Kelz]

Beautiful words creating breathtaking imagery. Fabulous write x

[Sunni Davis]

This is so beautiful and sad. I have a deep love for all things Scottish, highlands and all, and you've captured the essense of that place in your words. Very nicely done!

[Rene Velez]

nice write with great images, the tale and end are killer...

[Emily B]

this is beautiful . . . reminds of Edgar Allen Poe

[Larry Dyson]

yes avid description of the meetings and loves of modern celtic Rennies as well ...thinking of one in particular...have to make sure she reads this.. lovely warm scottish piece..

[Everson Taveras]

Oh, you have rejuvenated the age of romanticism here with your talent and charm. Absolutely compelling. Thank you for sharing.