J - Exile. (A Jacobite Poem) Poem by Gillian.E. Shaw
J - Exile. (A Jacobite Poem)
He left to watch his father die
and accusations flew
like poison barbs; brawn from on high
knaves dishonor and defame
play dangerous devious games.
Hand on the dirk we pledged our aid
cared nought for such deceit
so run hit hide the highland way
loyal, brave with white cockade
constant, watchful... we'll read him yet!
We'll read him yet so turn the leaf;
Why quill so much maligned?
Four, six, seven then Marguerite's
fragile petals on canvas speak
out: of a sovereign marriage bed.
The searching, soulless, furious, cry
' 'tis a tissue of lies! '
Destruction bent and blind by pride.
Thus guard, keep her and defend
steadfast, unyielding to the end.
The reason? An aforesaid name
a future commitment and a claim.
For Prince Michael of Albany
August 2006
Gillian..A Fine tributive piece...Unique intermittent Rhyming pattern.Neatly cropt construction, and as per usual for your work, an evenflow of verse throughout, making for silk-ride Reading....SCHOOL START YET BACK IN FRANCE? CAN'T WAIT CAN YA? LOL! You have written some good verse over the Summer You should share these Pennings with your Class, if you haven't in the past.The Classic Traditionalist Poet(POE BEING MY FAV) all bring a cornucopia of Literary virtues to the table & forever will, however to get an up-front learn of the Contemporary slant, and their Teacher as the Author, well, to me thats pretty awesome.Do you ever log-on to PH with the Class? Michael Shepherd was telling me just last week that many Schools take advantage of our Open Forum on a weekly basis.'Twas nice to hear...Hey, enjoy the remainder of your Summer Regards, FRANK/fjr
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4/23/2024 9:40:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You have a romantic's heart as well as very fine skill with your pen. And is there Scottish blood in there somewhere?