Treasure Island

Colin Ian Jeffery

(20th May 1942 / Caterham)

HIGHLANDER'S FAREWELL


After the battle of Culloden in 1746, the young pretender Bonnie Prince Charlie fled back to France leaving Scotland at the mercy of the British redcoats.


Alone in darkness he stands
Unseen behind rocks
Washed and worn by salty tides
Bidding adieu to his bonnie prince
Who fled the bloody battlefield
Leaving crushed the flower of Scotland
Men and boys – youngest only nine
Massacred among the heather.

Small of stature, immense in clan pride
Blood-splattered kilt in tatters
The Highlander waits for the dawn.
Men like shadows creep across the shingle
Huddle against the cold in a rowing boat
They pull away from the shore.
Into a hazy mist hiding a French warship
With sails set for France.

Only the Highlander remains on the beach
And in tears he raises his claymore in salute
Shouting into the howling wind
“ Will ye nay come back again? ”

Submitted: Thursday, July 05, 2012
Edited: Saturday, March 29, 2014
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