Treasure Tale
In days of old when ships did sail
across the ocean broad and blue
the Vikings came to St. Ninian’s Isle
where rape and pillaging did ensue.
In Shetland nineteen fifty eight
a discovery found that changed the deal
a re-discovered medieval ruin
is where they found the Pictish seal.
He found a slab marked with a cross
a wooden box all sealed up tight
and when the contents were reveled
a silver-glint shown in the light.
A treasure found beneath a church
or was it buried by the Viking’s hand
the silver hoard of aristocrats
found on Scotland’s bonny sands.
© RebekkaSanchez2015
Gorgeous poem!
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Nice to see you Lizi. Thanks!
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Reblogged this on The Casual Philosopher.
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Thanks so much my first re-blog! So glad you liked it, it took some work! Hugs!
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A bonnie verse!!
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Thanks! Haha!
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Nice work Bekkie! I always enjoy poems that tell stories . Looking forward to seeing more of your work during the next week. great entry 🙂
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I had to research this it should be pretty accurate. I am please to get your comment it’s my reward for writing it. Hugs!
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Oh! You did? Wow! I am always awed by writers who get their history and facts right 😊
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So am I! Lmao!
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Its lovely!
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Thank you so much! Now you see how cool rhyme can be.
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I don’t think I ever intended to deny rhymes are cool. I just mentioned I am ambivalent about them. In the hands of an experienced poet they are like diamonds. But used by amateur poets they make the subject matter come across frivolous and funny. You did a great job!
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I agree with you and thanks Neha!
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You are very welcome.
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