Treasure Island

Maurice Rowlands


Saint Werburgh


Sweet daughter of the King of Mercia
A man of Celtic Polytheism
Pagan
Forsaken
One faith’s colour in a spectrum
Of a phantom spectral prism

Sweet daughter of a convent
A girl of medieval restraint
Bones
Tomes
Buried beneath the stones
Through the reliquary of the Saint

Sweet daughter of old Deva
A city of Roman complacence
Beloved
Rediscovered
A spirits rests uncovered
Through the Anglo Saxon renaissance

Sweet daughter under the cathedral
A nun without a taint
Religious
Fastidious
A sacred grave prestigious
Of Chester’s Patron Saint

Submitted: Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Edited: Thursday, March 20, 2014

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