Ballinderry Sword Sestina
By Eolann Dineen, 2nd year.
As the light of the furnace died
The craftsman surveyed his work
He held it aloft, proud
and admiring it’s lethal shape
This iron sword was built for battle
Destined to destroy its foe
News came of an approaching Viking foe
They thought of those who had died
In the last bloody battle
But now they had to set to work
To get the fort in shape
After all, they would fight here or die proud
Warrior and sword rode forward, proud
To face the dreaded foe
This confrontation would shape
The destines of those who had not yet died
But no one could have foreseen the work
Needed to win the battle
Finally, they were triumphant in battle
The victors surveyed the massacre, proud
of their handy work
They had destroyed their foe,
even if many of their own had died
History had taken shape….
….The archaeologist admired the undamaged shape
of the sword oblivious to the battle
that had taken place here, in which so many had died
He announced his discovery, proud
to hold an artefact that had faced many a foe
It had been a great day’s work
He carefully examined the piece of work
It would take some effort to restore it’s rusting shape
Time had been it’s foe,
yet it had not lost the battle
Here it lay resilient, proud
It’s memory had not died
The sword had done it’s work and won the timely battle
Its pristine shape restored and looking out of it’s glass coffin, proudly
Protected form any future foe, a testimony to those who had died.
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