Over the Hills and Far Away.

Goldfinch60



That sound comes

And I wonder who it is!

Who is screaming!

Or who is attacking me!

But no it is the pipes.

The Scottish bagpipes!!

I can understand

Their use in war and in battle,

As they are an offensive weapon

And enemies would run from them.

Whenever I hear them

I would like them to play

“Over the hills and far away”,

And the further away the better!!

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 29th, 2017 01:30
  • Comment from author about the poem: I apologise to all who like the Scottish bagpipes. The Nortumbrian pipes give a wonderful sound compared to the Scottish ones.
  • Category: Gothic
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  • orchidee

    Do they call for me too in times of battle - to sing to the enemy? I sing it, the bagpipes play the tune.Meeoowwooo! A fine write G.

    • Goldfinch60

      Thanks Orchi. Woof woof!

    • Michael Edwards

      Great fun poem but have to admit I'm not averse to a bit of BP screeching - err as long as it's not in my neck of the woods.

      • Goldfinch60

        It is what I said Michael - the further away the better. Thank you.

      • kevin browne




        O flower of Scotland
        When will we see your like again
        That fought and died for
        Your wee bit hill and glen
        And stood against him
        Proud Edward's army
        And sent him homeward
        Tae think again

        The hills are bare now
        And autumn leaves lie thick and still
        O'er land that is lost now
        Which those so dearly held
        And stood against him
        Proud Edward's army
        And sent him homeward
        Tae think again

        Those days are passed now
        And in the past they must remain
        But we can still rise now
        And be the nation again
        That stood against him
        Proud Edward's army
        And sent him homeward
        Tae think again

        • Goldfinch60

          I love watching Rugby Union and especially the Six Nations and I think that that song when played as the Scottish Anthem is the best of the lot. Mind you I like The Corries too who wrote it.

        • Fay Slimm.

          Some love and others cannot abide the sound of the bagpipes and you pen so well their effect here G..... I am myself inclined to the former category - -loved the poem.

          • Goldfinch60

            Thanks Fay I know many do like the pipes.

          • Louis Gibbs

            Cute zinger, Goldie. Don't know that I've ever heard the Nortumbrian pipes so can't make the comparison.

            • Goldfinch60

              Try going on you tube and look for Kathryn Tickell, she is a very well known Northumbrian piper in the U.K.

              • Louis Gibbs

                Thanks!

              • Goldfinch60

                Thanks Santita glad you enjoyed it.

              • FredPeyer

                Great poem Goldfinch! Personally I do like the BP, but only for about 10 minutes. After these 10 minutes I agree with your poem.

                • Goldfinch60

                  Thanks Fred, I may agree with you but thirty seconds is quite enough.

                • P.H.Rose

                  Brilliant GF60
                  Absolutely brilliant
                  Ha ha love this...

                  • Goldfinch60

                    Thank you PH much appreciated.

                  • burning-embers

                    Be thankful yon pipes play from behind ye not in ye face as an enemy. Glaswegian born.

                    • Goldfinch60

                      There was a discussion on who invented the bagpipes and it was decided the Irish invented them and gave them to the Scots and the Scots have not seen the joke yet. (Sorry b-e)
                      My wife and I have had several holidays in Scotland and thoroughly enjoyed them, we would be quite happy to live their.



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