Poynings.

by Timothy   Mar 8, 2013


Found gutted on a lonely cobbled street,
Fastened with blood and soil was
Her majesty. She was abandoned,
Struck, and fed goulash by some foreign Merchant's
Scrub-up.

Does Art itself defy her? And blood and image thus?
Like Poynings. That old boy took only
Blood from her majesty's finest supporters
In Kildare Ireland.

Oh Ireland.
Another shade of ignorance to lap about
And help pour some further glasses of mash
And laughter into the gullet of a superstar.

"No hell shall get away with it" screamed a hopeful Englishman
Whose machinations yelled a forced-on fake moustache.

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  • 11 years ago

    by L

    This poem is uhmm, good but a tad confusing to me. My confusion arises due to ignorance, I am not sure who poynings is but I am thinking is about "Edward Poynings." He was a solider, it seems. So I am assuming he killed many people but then came up with a Law. Law that is puzzling me as I don't understand it.

    So Sorry for this bad comment, I may be wrong about which Poynings is referring in this piece, but the first stanza is quiet visual.

    I wonder why is this place under nature?

    • 11 years ago

      by Timothy

      Hey, its cool, it does have a historical background. The topic was actually penned by one of my ex's.
      You're not far off so I'll try to answer your questions.
      Edward Poynings - correct. But used to represent the deterioration of Anglo-Irish relations rather than the actual person.
      The law pretty much explains how the old Tudor monarchy would assume power over Ireland in the early 15th century or so.
      And finally, Nature - i thought it was the closest fit to the central theme of the poem, which is the nature of the human mind (possibly not).

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