FoursquareA Poem by John Alexander McFadyenFoursquare If my expressions of love are too much, if my emotions overwhelm and suffocate, then I apologise. For in me is a tumult; a psychological, emotional upheaval that at times leaves me agitated and raw. It rubs against the Catholic ethos and the expectation of noble breed that is instilled within the bones of my mortal soul. I am not a weak and vulnerable lackey to whose Laird or master one must bend. I am though a son of Bruce, whose tenacity I am intended to emulate. And there, with him, on the many battlefields before and between Byland Ridge and Bannockburn I will stand foursquare.
4th October 2016 © 2016 John Alexander McFadyen |
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Added on October 4, 2016 Last Updated on October 5, 2016 AuthorJohn Alexander McFadyenBrixworth, England, United KingdomAboutWell, have a long and complicated story and started it as an autobiography on Bebo but got writer's block/memory fogging. People liked it though and kept asking for the next chapter! fools.. more.. |

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