Poem -
Pied Piper
Rodent fodder such disdain
Ravenous tis glorious reign
Picked clean to the bone
Sanguine awash cobblestone
Pied Piper, pitch follows
Besiege Sleepy Hollows
Laid ruin towns aplenty
In the year of our Lord 1420
Grave twas twilight befall
Twote melodious call
Chords soft on olid air
Rid mischief hour of despair
Levant kinfolk bow to pray
Boon tis owed to pay
Urchins maunder this night
Maestro acclaim by right
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Just an amazing piece x
Thank you kindly P!
Hi Lisa....the Pied Piper is a mysterious soul....He got rid of the rat infestation of the town, but the children also disappeared. I always wondered if there was a basis of the story, perhaps a more sinister truth with the early renderings of a pedophile luring children away.Β I love how you narrate your legends with a very ominous tone.Β Great work. xo Love n Hugs, ;)
Cherie the story I was told from my mom who was born and raised in Austria was the townsfolk decided to renege on paying the piper which in turn angered him and prompted him to take payment kidnapping the children. According to her there still is a festival to honor the piper every year so as to keep the children safe. Thank you for your loving kindness and supportΒ
Oh.... Very well done!Β Exceptional. The Pied Piper... Such a mysterious figure... Based on fact I believe. Had to pin this one x
Thank you kindly Tina yes as is with most stories from history it has been embellished many times.
Stories stay not still π x
I love this :)
Thank you kindly for stopping by to read.
Thereβs something inspiring about reading poetry using Old English words Iβve never seen before. Quite a dark piece but in my opinion very well written. Β Iβm just a novice on here and in life. But at least I can grasp it enough to appreciate it.Β
thank you for stopping by to read
Hey poetess , I love this write . Beautiful indeed. Great work , rockΒ
thank you Rocky