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Patrick Fealy

Rookie (1/1/1973 / Oakland)

Beket's Holiday


I saw the spires of Canterbury when I was just a lad
Watching o’er my wandering in the travels that I had
And so I’d come to yearn for where a lamb had laid it’s head
to where I could just put to rest those passions that had fled

I promised that I’d come to see where Thomas had been laid
near histories unspoken shame that every man had made
and sit beside his rest beneath the sacred hallowed vault
where echoes of his agony were pardoning my fault

and so just like on holiday I gave up all my gold
to rest within the precincts where his stories now are told
O Thomas since your innocence did lead to your demise
vouchsafe to me some passage near where goodness still abides

Submitted: Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, December 11, 2013
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Well I had seen the spires of Canterbury cathedral in the distance as I was traveling up to London from Ramsgate. After watching the film I ended up writing this poem as an emotional reaction to it having seen those spires long before and pleandging to go there some day.

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