J - The Fugitive.(A Jacobite Poem) Poem by Gillian.E. Shaw
J - The Fugitive.(A Jacobite Poem)
I'll tell you of the Jacobite
who cuts right through my heart;
heed the call of the drums and pipe
a hand on hilt ready to fight
flashing blade with white cockade
lies deep within my heart.
I'll read you of the Jacobite
revealed through written yarns;
haunted echoes of drums and pipe
'Kidnapped' by quill for he did write
truth held in words yet valiant
wrote what was in his heart.
I'll whisper of the Jacobite
a treasure from the hearth;
attend the call of drums and pipe
vital spark we'll keep alight
fearless, bold and vigilant
chased cruelly from our hearts.
Lets celebrate the Jacobite
who occupies our hearts!
Honor the call of drums and pipe
a fugitive though his by RIGHT!
He's come home in highland plaid
forever claims our hearts!
June 2006
France
Inspired by HRH Prince Michael Stewart.
A delightful read, a lovely poem on an unusual subject, but a pleasure to view. Thank you for writing it. Love Ernestine XXX
GILLIAN...FINE PENNING INDEED...FRAMING, FLUX &THE REFRAINED ALLUDMENT TO ''THE PIPES'' MADE FOR A QUITE INTERESTING READ...YOU ALSO HAVE A KEEN SENSE OF TAPPING THE MINDS EYE W/ FLAVOURING IMAGERY....SHE'S BACK! ''''''''''''''''FRANK
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/6/2024 5:01:46 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Gillian, Stirring stuff - I am researching this one - bit like a puzzle but I'm going to work it out myself this time! Didn't Jacobites wear square toe'd shoes? or was that just the English ones? Your Poem has just reminded me I'm not going to Scotland this year - which makes me sad - but thanks for a brilliant Historical read! Best Regards Egal...