Misty Eyed Bronwyn

Misty Eyed Bronwyn

A Poem by Farrell MacLachlin

Misty eyed Bronwyn my heart in your hand
this song of devotion with angelic band
to capture the fragrance of roses in bloom
aimlessly walking the streets of Khartoum
the sound of the children in Al Riyadh park
Misty eyed Bronwyn my eyes growing dark

Misty eyed Bronwyn the wine on your lips
renders me speechless in total eclipse
The Nile flows gently 'neath Arabic moon
sing to me softly of Scotland in June
kiss me once more if ever so slight
Misty eyed Bronwyn I'm dying tonight

Misty eyed Bronwyn my soul will endure
so long as you hold me in memory assure
carry me home to my highlands so fair
let pipes fill the glen o'er sweet Celtic air
heather will grow 'round the place that I rest
Misty eyed Bronwyn my love will attest

© 2017 Farrell MacLachlin



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Wow, this is full of much devotion, and emotion, and its so palpable and so real....at least to me it seems so. Desires of want, and being held, cherished at a Lovers hand...Truly loved how you weaved in and out, using words or phrases to give it meaning. Great write.

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Farrell MacLachlin

1 Month Ago

Thank you so much for your kind words. While the story in the poem may be a work of fiction, the emo.. read more
Maria

1 Month Ago

Yeah I was able to catch on to that part of it. Really deep indeed. Truly admirable work.



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love this

my daughters name is bronwen spelt with an e
welsh spelling
I loved your poem
I read how green was my valley byrichard llewellyn in year 8
loved it.

Posted 1 Week Ago


the only critique I can give this poem is Stanza 3 Line 2: "assure" I'm not sure is meaning what you want it to mean.......perhaps "secure" would be the better option? Just a thought. Well done overall!!

Posted 1 Week Ago


Lovey, O well-read poet. Beautiful, Byronic sort of romance. Do take care of your soul. I really like this.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Branwen is the Queen of the West, also known as the Queen Mother of the West. She is the Tigress river, and where the Tigress flows, she has a connection with the Nile Gihon River that I won't mention. (Sirach 24:27) The Queen mother of the West is also known as the White Tiger of the West. She ate the bird.... One of the Birds was the Rose of Sharon in the bible. That Rose Bathsheba. Branwen Ahinoam in the Bible. Singing a Scotland song, Abigail has roots there. Branwen-Bronwyn?

Posted 1 Month Ago


Wow, this is full of much devotion, and emotion, and its so palpable and so real....at least to me it seems so. Desires of want, and being held, cherished at a Lovers hand...Truly loved how you weaved in and out, using words or phrases to give it meaning. Great write.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Farrell MacLachlin

1 Month Ago

Thank you so much for your kind words. While the story in the poem may be a work of fiction, the emo.. read more
Maria

1 Month Ago

Yeah I was able to catch on to that part of it. Really deep indeed. Truly admirable work.

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