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This was my entry for the Kingdom Poet Laureate competition, Fall 2008. No word yet on a winner.
The bards shall tell the tale in days ahead
Of those forsaken followers of a Crown
Corrupt and twisted by the gold that bred
Contempt and brought his wicked soul to drown
As crashed the tide of war, stones crumbling down
Upon the [...]

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This was the first of my poems concerning Lord Seamus McAlister, written for the Kingdom Poet Laureate competition at Spring Crown List, 2007.
“Go forth,” his steward said, “My Lord, take flight!
The boy is fine with us, he will be safe.
But you must leave before first morning light
Or to the battlefield you will be late!”
Fair Genevieve, [...]

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This poem was written as my first entry into the Meridian Guild of Bards and Poets challenge, “Summer in Meridies.”
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
If Meridian, thou art hopefully more frigid!
Rough winds, ’round here, do shake and stir with rain,
And summer’s lease seems all too oft renewéd.
Sometimes (to say the least) too hot [...]

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Debuted this past Saturday at Meridian War Muster, May 2008. FYI, Giollapadhreag is pronounced “Kilpatrick” just like it’s spelled (per Corwin).
Come round, my dear friends, as I tell you a tale
About my friend Corwin Giollapadhreag,
A man most sincere, and an Honorable Lord,
But one with a penchant for slapstick.
While taking his studies a long time ago,
He [...]

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Written in honor of my dear friend Master Alexander Ravenscroft, this poem debuted at Black Gryphon, February 2008.
In tabard sable and argent
With wreath and stars and crown,
Processing in advance of those
Of whom he sings renown.
Unto the throne he leads the way,
[...]

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Though I, Elizabethan be,
And write a wicked verse,
And pose melodramatic thoughts
Verbose and hardly terse,
The crafty tongue of Scottish bards
I find among the best,
Thus never can this poet scoff
The bard of Owl’s Nest.
In kilt of green and feathered cap
With lilting voice or strings
Or beating time upon the drum
He chants of many things:
Of friends and loved ones [...]

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The second of my poetic tales of Lord Seamus, this one debuted at Glad Tydings, January 2008.
My Lords and My Ladies, your attention I crave
As I tell the tale of Lord Seamus the brave
Who slew a great dragon, a terrible beast
So listen, my fellows, to the tale of this feast

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This poem was written in honor of the House of Oak Hill and debuted at Black Gryphon, February 2008.
A green leaf, fallen from an oaken wood,
Descends in glide until it hits the ground
And rests upon the earth until it should
Occur to be, by humble artist, found.
In perfect shape and form, the artist knows
This leaf of [...]

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In green and gold they take the throne
Of sable and argent
Our prince and princess, now alone
The crown, the royal font
With strength and valor he did fight
To win the royal crown
His inspiration was her light
To fight for her renown
And now the fall and winter past
Has brought us to this spring
The heralds shall announce at last
“All hail [...]

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With breath like sweetest early morning dew
Upon the riverbend at Vulpine Reach
She speaks to me in dulcet tones, and true
Her plaintive air sounds evermore so sweet
With cheeks as rouge as cherry blossoms grown
In Tir Briste meadows, my lass blushes bright
Delightful, smiling, calls me to turn home
To kiss away that blossom red each night
With tresses soft [...]

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