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"dunblane" poems
As I flit from A to B - Candleford to Larkrise Laurieston to Gatehouse of Fleet I flit, spit from A to B Calling all Bluebells assist me in my move -11th May, '11 Let Fairy Fawn be fair and true and pure with humility For his Fairy Lu - La Fee Lu could get so blue if he is not on time All praises Bluebells He is here T'was but a year since I'd wished upon a Castramond Bluebell in April 2010 And now we sit in utter Bliss Ensonced in historical Dunblane Fairy Fawn paints on and on And I just sit, dismiss All negativity, anything dark I know that light will disperse the unhelpful hearse darkness, death and dour ways Disolve in the sun this late spring morn Let Bees Browse among the Heather Blooms Like love now maturing from twenty-eight days to a year and day 4th of the 4th 2012
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May 5, 2012
May 5, 2012 at 6:17 AM UTC
lucia
Castramond Bluebells Calling
As I flit from A to B - Candleford to Larkrise Laurieston to Gatehouse of Fleet I flit, spit from A to B Calling all Bluebells assist me in my move -11th May, '11 Let Fairy Fawn be fair and true and pure with humility For his Fairy Lu - La Fee Lu could get so blue if he is not on time All praises Bluebells He is here T'was but a year since I'd wished upon a Castramond Bluebell in April 2010 And now we sit in utter Bliss Ensonced in historical Dunblane Fairy Fawn paints on and on And I just sit, dismiss All negativity, anything dark I know that light will disperse the unhelpful hearse darkness, death and dour ways Disolve in the sun this late spring morn Let Bees Browse among the Heather Blooms Like love now maturing from twenty-eight days to a year and day 4th of the 4th 2012
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A chanter cracked from overuse Cheeks salt stained from shed tears Shed for those who lost their lives Lost well before their years The piper played for seventeen Who never saw their best Amazing Grace hung in the air While our hearts beat in our chests The massacre at Dunblane School took seventeen that day One teacher and lo, sixteen more Beneath a sky all streaked with grey The Pipers lips were dry and cracked And the salt burned as he cried but, he played the best he ever played For the seventeen who died The world was once their oyster But, it never saw them grow If you listen, you can hear him That lonely piper blow "Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear. And Grace, my fears relieved. How precious did that Grace appear The hour I first believed. Through many dangers, toils and snares I have already come; 'Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far and Grace will lead me home. The Lord has promised good to me. His word my hope secures. He will my shield and portion be, As long as life endures. Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease, I shall possess within the veil, A life of joy and peace." When we've been here ten thousand years Bright shining as the sun. We've no less days to sing God's praise Than when we've first begun.
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Oct 9, 2012
Oct 9, 2012 at 6:35 PM UTC
roger-turner
The Piper at Dunblane
A chanter cracked from overuse Cheeks salt stained from shed tears Shed for those who lost their lives Lost well before their years The piper played for seventeen Who never saw their best Amazing Grace hung in the air While our hearts beat in our chests The massacre at Dunblane School took seventeen that day One teacher and lo, sixteen more Beneath a sky all streaked with grey The Pipers lips were dry and cracked And the salt burned as he cried but, he played the best he ever played For the seventeen who died The world was once their oyster But, it never saw them grow If you listen, you can hear him That lonely piper blow "Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear. And Grace, my fears relieved. How precious did that Grace appear The hour I first believed. Through many dangers, toils and snares I have already come; 'Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far and Grace will lead me home. The Lord has promised good to me. His word my hope secures. He will my shield and portion be, As long as life endures. Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease, I shall possess within the veil, A life of joy and peace." When we've been here ten thousand years Bright shining as the sun. We've no less days to sing God's praise Than when we've first begun.
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