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Just another WordPress.com site. About and List of Posted Poems. A TWISTED TALE of the PENDLE WITCHES. March 29, 2012. As mist settled over Pendle,. And clocks chimed the midnight hour,. Came a rush of broomsticks heading. For desolate Malkin Tower. Alice Nutter leading her brood,. Chattox and the other crones,. While all the good folk round about. Felt a chill strike to their bones. Vipers’ venom, tongues torn from larks,. Dank water drawn from a mire,. Devilish brewing, foul doings,. Model witches astr...
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JOSEPH and the RED WEAVER | Folk Tongue
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Just another WordPress.com site. About and List of Posted Poems. April 16, 2012. JOSEPH and the RED WEAVER. Like the legions long before him. Joseph was walking the Wall,. From Tyneside to the Solway Firth. His boots would tramp it all. From the metalled streets of Wallsend,. Out over the fells and fields,. Shouldering his pack he rambled. Such a land of stringent beauty,. Countryside of austere bliss,. Where the Wall seems insignificant. Perched atop a precipice. As Joe looked along to the West. As the ...
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About and List of Posted Poems | Folk Tongue
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Just another WordPress.com site. About and List of Posted Poems. About and List of Posted Poems. Welcome to Folk Tongue. This is the blog of Balladear on which he will tell and retell folk tales in verse. The stories are, of course, common property, but the form of them here is unique. Please feel free to read to yourself or others: if the latter then credit where credit is due and acknowledge the writer and, perhaps, recommend this blog to others. The White Moth 6/2/2012. The Silver Whistle 7/2/2012.
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THE CONVERSION | Folk Tongue
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Just another WordPress.com site. About and List of Posted Poems. May 10, 2012. Primitive Methodist Chapel ,. Was engraved over the door. Of the holiday conversion;. A place of worship no more. The village long since stopped praying,. The villagers moved away. As property prices blossomed,. As commuters came to stay. The old chapel was transformed with. Gold standard fittings throughout;. Wet room, king size beds, wood burner,. A plush holiday redoubt. First guests were a married couple. As preaching gave...
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Jamie-go-deeper | Folk Tongue
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Just another WordPress.com site. About and List of Posted Poems. April 6, 2012. The Manchester Ship Canal Company. Were digging their ditch from city to sea,. With pick and shovel the way was being won. By navvys, and ganger Jim Shackleton. Jamie-go-deeper, the ganger was known,. Jamie-go-deeper moving earth and stone,. His gang digging the route as it was planned. Till they fetched up against disputed land. A full field’s width was barring their way. Because seams of coal ran beneath the clay,. I’ve see...
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September | 2012 | Folk Tongue
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Just another WordPress.com site. About and List of Posted Poems. Monthly Archives: September 2012. Hugh le Biron Goes To War. September 23, 2012. Hugh le Biron of Clayton Hall,. Loyal soldier of the Crown,. Answered at once when came the call,. Brave men stand tall. And don’t let their country down. The Crown’s ministers had decreed. A distant emergency,. Some foreign land had to be freed. From a terror that mustn’t succeed;. Hugh buttoned up his battle dress,. As kith and kin gathered near. Their bodies...
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April | 2012 | Folk Tongue
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Just another WordPress.com site. About and List of Posted Poems. Monthly Archives: April 2012. BRINGING THE TIDE TO MORPETH. April 24, 2012. The aldermen of Morpeth met. To discuss their common weal,. For trade was good and commerce strong,. Their coffers deep and purses long,. Business had a busy feel. And yet, they were not satisfied. Despite their profits being fine,. For greater income they would see,. Think how much better it could be. If Wansbeck was like the Tyne. Those merchant men of Newcastle.
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February | 2012 | Folk Tongue
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Just another WordPress.com site. About and List of Posted Poems. Monthly Archives: February 2012. February 29, 2012. He’s standing on the North Sea Shore,. Staring at the slate-grey main,. Wishing to wade into the waves. And never go home again. No matter how chilled the waters. They couldn’t be colder than life,. And more willing to embrace him. Than his cold and distant wife. Having walked out in the morning. He stalked the strand and dune,. Oblivious the sun had set,. Not seeing the rising moon. In he...
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MORWEN of the WOODLANDS | Folk Tongue
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Just another WordPress.com site. About and List of Posted Poems. April 11, 2012. MORWEN of the WOODLANDS. Being Prince of Powys Benlli was rich; rich of land and rich of cattle, with fine warriors at his beckoning. Galloping through hoar-frost on his hunter, through winter stripped boughs of his forest, through dawn mist he spied her. A beautiful young woman in an emerald gown flowing around her as red hair tumble about her slender shoulders. You must never follow me, then I shall not grow old, but remai...