Dream Weaver Poems
|41.||Oh, Sweet, And Pretty, Careworn Lady.||10/20/2008|
|43.||The First Face Of Love.||10/15/2008|
|45.||The Lady From The Colonies.||10/14/2008|
|46.||As If...Through A Mirror Darkly.||10/13/2008|
|47.||The Heart That Holds.||10/13/2008|
|48.||I See It In Your Smile.||10/14/2008|
|49.||An Echo Of Beltane.||10/20/2008|
|51.||The Englishcivil War Poems #2.||10/18/2008|
|52.||The English Civil War Poems #4.||10/18/2008|
|53.||The Mists Of Avalon.||10/14/2008|
|54.||The English Civil War Poems #3.||10/18/2008|
|55.||A Little Dream... But Sweet, Indeed.||10/14/2008|
|56.||Reflections In A Reedy Stream.||10/14/2008|
|57.||A Requiem To Romancing.||10/20/2008|
|58.||The Highwayman, Jack Barrington.||10/19/2008|
|59.||A Poem To Intrigue Your Heart,||10/14/2008|
|60.||The English Civil War Poems #1||10/18/2008|
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The English Civil War Poems #1
This poem concerns an incident, during the English Civil War, at the Battle of Worcester, where a certain young Royalist Captain of Horse, John Fitzwarren; with two of his Troopers, held off the Parliamentarian Essex Militia for some two hours at one of the City gates. Eventually overwhelmed, all three were put to the sword.
Perhaps, these were his thoughts, prior to joining his Regiment.
Blow the Candle out.
Spring creeps softly through the Shires in this year of our ...
The fly-blown, garish, neon advertising sign glares, flickeringly
down on the sticky, beer-stained bar; and glistens on the smoke-stained walls.
He sits alone, and silently; his whisky glass held carelessly,
turning, turning, in his hand; his cell-phone, mute... she never calls.
And, hasn't called now, for close on a year... not since that dreadful night
he came home to an empty, cold apartment... and, no sign of her.
The letter... ominous, on the table, that he knew, one day, she'd write