How the blog works

The poems on this blog are mostly written on the basis of my historical reading and are intended to be both educational and entertaining.
Recently I have also begun posting some of my work with Anglo-Saxon charms. This work is somewhat speculative and is conducted as an amateur researcher and keen Pagan historian.

Please feel free to use anything on this site as a resource if you think that it may be relevant to your needs.

Friday, 30 August 2013

Badger the brave

With the cull having just started without any science or consent of opinion (see: http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-23845851) I offer this poem penned last year
Badger the brave

 Warm sleepy hollow, pups about to eat,
Sacred soul to claim, Saint Francis to greet.

 Slain on battlefield, now inside his grave,
Good Saint Francis came, spirit soul to save.

 Family without sin, slain on battlefield,
Their fate not yet sealed, wilt ministry yield?

 Souls gone to heaven, are cattle now healed?
Saint Francis he weeps, genocide on Weald. 
Copyright Andrew Rea October 2012
Posted by at

No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)