Thread: User Poetry
View Single Post
Old 10-31-2011, 07:26 AM   #1139
GeoffC
Chocolate Grasshopper ...
GeoffC ought to be getting tired of karma fortunes by now.GeoffC ought to be getting tired of karma fortunes by now.GeoffC ought to be getting tired of karma fortunes by now.GeoffC ought to be getting tired of karma fortunes by now.GeoffC ought to be getting tired of karma fortunes by now.GeoffC ought to be getting tired of karma fortunes by now.GeoffC ought to be getting tired of karma fortunes by now.GeoffC ought to be getting tired of karma fortunes by now.GeoffC ought to be getting tired of karma fortunes by now.GeoffC ought to be getting tired of karma fortunes by now.GeoffC ought to be getting tired of karma fortunes by now.
 
GeoffC's Avatar
 
Posts: 26,896
Karma: 16968764
Join Date: Mar 2008
Location: Scotland
Device: Cybook Gen3 , Pocketbook 302 (Black) , Nexus 10: wife has PW
Rebellion

Part I

The Rising

the boys - their fathers, Lairds - their men,
they came from glens across the land
they left behind their lands, their farms,
their kine, their bairns, their wives, to join
their Prince; he sailed from distant lands,
a stranger - he - unknown to most,
in summer came, to western shores,
his grandpa’s crown he sought, and brought
such hope to highland clans they flocked
to him and marched in hope that he
would guide them on, to victory;
he came with pledge of arms, of gold,
of men to swell the ranks; of plans
so bold they thought it could ring true;
the Chiefs recalled the olden days
when Stuarts tried before, and failed;
they gathered round, to hear his plea,
he asked they join with him to win
a crown by rights was his alone;
the Prince cajoled and won them round;
a banner raised of red and white,
their symbol blessed, a cause they hoped
was true by word of God and Right
of Kings to rule the Chiefs of Clans.

as summer aged they marched and claimed
the land for him, (or most of it);
they crowned him regent for his pa,
whilst aid and arms and gold arrived
from France as pledged; to east and south
they marched and sought and fought and won
against the flow, they beat the reds
who could not cope and broke their line
against the highland charge of clans
who fought to boost their rights to own
their land; they sallied forth beyond
the wall the Romans' built to keep
the ancient tribes at bay; he thought
his grandpa’s crown was his by Right
of Kings Divine; beyond the wall
they fought and won against the odds;
and marched on South; until the lords
lost hope; the place they reached was close
to London town where panic thrived
in face of hordes of men, they thought.
GeoffC is offline   Reply With Quote