Tag: poem

Color – A Limerick 

~ Meg ~ 26 Comments

In ‘pantelon rouge’ marched the army of France
But the uniform gave them little chance
To dodge the enemy bullet
In fact made them a target
All because of the color of their pants

In response to Mind and Life Matters limerick poetry challenge.

World War I: The very heavy French losses during the Battle of the Frontiers can be attributed in part to the high visibility of the French uniforms, combined with peacetime training which placed emphasis on attacking in massed formations. The shortcomings of the uniforms were quickly realized and during the first quarter of 1915 general distribution of horizon-blue clothing in simplified patterns had been undertaken.

Source -Wikipedia; photo my own

Refuge

~ Meg ~ 47 Comments

The lady fled on gallant steed
Escaped the castle and its keep

To the river, forged the shallows
Ran the horse, through fields now fallow

Fearing the worst, she rode all night
Slept in saddle during the flight

The craggy mountains gave no shelter
The burning sun by day did swelter

Pursued by hounds, as though from hell
They caught her scent, upon her fell

If it were not for her brave warrior
They’d have sampled the lady’s flavor

But to Highland refuge she was spirited
The clan’s protection she had merited

As her distant cousin, she had sought
A haven from her future lot

Forced to marry for a treaty sworn
The lady’s fate was foreordained

But to her lover’s arms, she ran
He, the noble chief of the clan

In swelling womb his babe was carried
And he, the lady swore to marry

Whiskey #NationalLimerickDay

~ Meg ~ 34 Comments

It’s National Limerick Day! And I couldn’t resist…

Choose a drink of admirable quality
Sip and savor, let it give you clarity
The muse to a writer
Fires the passion inside her
And releases her artisitic verity

Amber, smoky, smooth and mellow
Buoys the spirit or drowns the sorrow
But that loyal friend
Till the evening’s end
Becomes a nasty foe upon the morrow