Tsani Jones

Rookie (May 17,1970 / Atlanta, Georgia, United States)

Claddagh - Poem by Tsani Jones

I took a trip today
To claim my identity.
A silver ring, that used
To represent friendship
Love, and loyalty
On my right hand.

It was traded in
A bad bet for a
Gold one, and the
Breaking tasted
Bitter, soiled
My soul for having the wrong love.

I swore from its sign in hate.

I thought of her when
I bought it,
My loyalty to the Queen,
My love and
The undying allegiance
Of my Celt roots.

It tarnished to black,
And as I buffed my
Love and heart to a
High shine.
The sign has moved to my left,
Heart pointed in towards mine
In infinite dedication and adoration.

All I am is for my Queen.

Look and see.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 7, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, May 22, 2006


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