But upon the morrow Scottish plaids you wore
Your English alliances surfaced again
And stressed your allegiance causing you pain
While history took turns your heart remained true
But only the likes of Wallace knew
William’s life would be given to uphold your name
And none, save the closest knew of your game
Oh Roibert, dear Roibert, Red Comyn you smite
In Dumfries the Friars cry out ‘tis not right
The shedding of blood on sacred ground
Brought the wrath of Edward down
Your tears had been shed for Wallace, your friend
Upon the banks of Abhainn Dhùins
The crown of Scotland would be yours not once
but twice upon sequential moons
Oh Roibert, dear Roibert…
C Hummel Kornell, copyrighted – all rights reserved.
Brought the wrath of Edward down
Your tears had been shed for Wallace, your friend
Upon the banks of Abhainn Dhùins
The crown of Scotland would be yours not once
but twice upon sequential moons
Oh Roibert, dear Roibert…
C Hummel Kornell, copyrighted – all rights reserved.
Photo Prompt Courtesy of Tess Kincaid.
Great take on the photo!
ReplyDeletePowerful piece!
ReplyDeleteThis was incredible. I love historical events, especially told so well.
ReplyDeleteThis poem is a very interesting reminder of two Scottish heroes who had fought for Scotland's independence, against the English: William Wallace and Robert de Bruce.
ReplyDeleteConnie, You're a very good poet!
Kathe - Thank you and do stop by often.
ReplyDeleteTumblewords - I am honored by your remark.
Thingy - I love history as well and for some reason Scotland was the first thing to pop into my mind with this prompt and then, of course, the betrayal of Robert de Bruce toward not only England but also his avid supporter, William Wallace. Tess' Scottish background pushed me over the edge and this is my simple result.
Oh, Duta, I certainly wish there were editors out there who agreed with you! Thank you for your kind words.
Wonderful! (It makes me want to watch Braveheart again...)
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