Mona (poetry)

[Sanas Cuain]

Mona

Thumping thumping rising beat
steel and leather marching feet.

invaders come from shores afar
conquering killing sea and star,

the like of which we never saw
god and goddess we implore,

Machine that is the roman might
crushing deer skin shield so slight,

fearsome faces come for slaughter
slashing hacking show no quarter,

fields of beauty, blood stained red
our priests, our druids lying dead,

women, children cruelly slain
our god our future lies in vain,

woad, blood, skin, become one
relentless slaughter battle won.

[Ruthie]

That one stuck me in the heart, Sanas.
It's like I was there, watching, helpless.

[Underground River]

I agree with MC.
Very good, Sanas! Very sad and I can almost hear the druids and the Romans screaming at each other. Is it true that the Romans were actually quite afraid of the druids and almost ran away? This is just what I read in fiction books and don't know what really happened...anyway, it's a great poem!
Green Druid

[Kaya-Nita]

i have to admit this one gave me the chills and made me feel so sad

[Caritas]

And very timely as well....
The other face of war, loss and grief.

well done, blessings, Caritas

[Fae]

Thank you!

[Robb Hawklord]

I hear the drums, I hear the crack of Marching feet, I see the lines drawn face to face, the rattle of sword on sheild, the tension is cut by the blast of the battle horn, and the Melee begins....

Hawky

[Brigantiorum Jihana]

Fantastic! It puts you right there in the thick of things. A massacre whose echoes are still felt today!

Regards,

Jihana

[Ronwen]

oh yes, this is powerfull stuff ! - really takes you back into the very souls of the ancestors - well done!