Sæ Na Langðr Cearðed Poem by Robert Sheridan

(she no longer cared)

sæ ingðnged ðn ac myrðuve mærsian sæd ðningehygd
(she entered into an affective state of unconsciousness)
ðnd Ic wðs nðht þæt fðrgiefanðng liþe - wæs nðht min leðrnian
(and I was not the forgiving kind - was never my style)
Ic hremm sculan sceawiann hier hleðððr seð gebrecan
(I rather have seen her cry than smile)
þæt geliefan ðnd lufu meðe helðfðr, sæ secgan cnðssian seð
(the trust and love were gone, she saw to that)
deðp besencan inne, Ic ge-ræcan hier cðnssian læfan
(deep down inside, I wanted her to leave)
hwæðere geblandan, sæ sceðtan ælde cðnssian þæt dreðgan
(but instead, she threw me to the street)
sæ cunnæd cðnssian ge-lðgian agen eafðra binnan þæt ðnmiddan
(she tried to put our son in the middle)
efne hyrst bæc hier fæmne nama
(even took back her maiden name)
hraðe þæt ðnd cearð hwær ðfer
(soon the pain and sorrow were over)
næfre sceð hier geblandan cðnssian hier eft
(never saw her nor talked to her again)
þæt guðplega ðft lað forbeodan hier wæs nu clæne.
(the circle of hate for her was now complete) .

'2008'