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Array ( [sid] => 30231 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => A Lady's Honor [time] => 2003-12-27 06:39:31 [hometext] => My daughter chose to jump and saved her life fracturing her spine. RAPE was out of the question. I wrote this when she was young. She helped me illustrate the tower in black ink. THE BLOOD OF KINGS book III poetry and appointments. Today she is a model [bodytext] => In Scotland hunreds of years ago,
There was a man of old.
He was known as the black Cromwell.
It's his kind of man of which we tell.

In history he was in love with a fair lass
And many a time he'd make a pass.
She hated him no matter how much his gold.
His heart was ugly, treacherous and cold.

When he went to her father for her hand she said, "No!"
"I'll not embarrass my menfolk to marry that...NO!"
The father, brothers defended her honor well.
He destroyed them all, that Cromwell!

He grabbed her and locked her in his tower.
And she tried to escape with all her power.
there was only one escape from the castle.
She Jumped!
Did she die well?

Rita M. Edgar R.A. Minneapolis,MN-US
C1991
*for my lady, Marileen Bonita Edgar "Beautiful Lion of the Sea" [comments] => 4 [counter] => 307 [topic] => 31 [informant] => dumfries [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )

A Lady's Honor

Contributed by dumfries on Saturday, 27th December 2003 @ 06:39:31 AM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry

In Scotland hunreds of years ago,
There was a man of old.
He was known as the black Cromwell.
It's his kind of man of which we tell.

In history he was in love with a fair lass
And many a time he'd make a pass.
She hated him no matter how much his gold.
His heart was ugly, treacherous and cold.

When he went to her father for her hand she said, "No!"
"I'll not embarrass my menfolk to marry that...NO!"
The father, brothers defended her honor well.
He destroyed them all, that Cromwell!

He grabbed her and locked her in his tower.
And she tried to escape with all her power.
there was only one escape from the castle.
She Jumped!
Did she die well?

Rita M. Edgar R.A. Minneapolis,MN-US
C1991
*for my lady, Marileen Bonita Edgar "Beautiful Lion of the Sea"

Copyright © dumfries ... [ 2003-12-27 06:39:31]
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Re: A Lady's Honor (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_Kalicharan on Saturday, 27th December 2003 @ 11:47:46 AM AEST
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Lovely and courageous...
Jenni

Re: A Lady's Honor (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Saturday, 27th December 2003 @ 02:52:53 PM AEST
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sometimes its better to jump I think lol this is great!
Michelle

Re: A Lady's Honor (User Rating: 1 )
by dumfries on Sunday, 28th December 2003 @ 08:27:36 AM AEST
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When I wrote it, it was hard to relate to a child of Scot, Irish and native american historocities ,the examples in history. For a child to remember with short attention spans, I illustrated poetry. I had no idea of how powerful this poem would become. In the Intensive Care Unit at the hospital she told me before the morophine took hold, "I remembered the poem mama..."
There you go. What is fed to our blank sheets of paper becomes their encyclopedia for life.

Re: A Lady's Honor (User Rating: 1 )
by eternityandaday4u on Sunday, 4th January 2004 @ 04:19:37 AM AEST
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some times the right thing to do is the bravest and most painful or hardest. i am glad that she jumped i probably would have to i have too much pride. great work. awesome write!! always a star
eternityandaday4u

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