As opening court began, Her Majesty Vanessa wanted to place importance of the passing of a previous King. Now, I had never known him but the honor with which people had spoke His name made it easy for me to appreciate the importance. As HRM Vanessa spoke the clouds grew more and more dark. Rain began to fall. With each word, the rain grew heavier and lighting began to fall. Court was moved indoors.
The weather improved after court but alas I did not get to compete in the archery shoot. Lord Lawrence has his "knight" target out there and they raised $75 in donations.
It was a terrific day and it inspired me to write the following poem:
The poem was published in The Plume in the July edition.
The Reign of Castellan
Sæmundr the pure
Jim Couch (June
A hush came over every man.
The Crown came forth to make a
The people bowed their heads in deep
As Queen Vanessa sauntered by,
the rain dropped slowly
from dark skies,
and peace came ever more and more
Her Majesty, with tearful eyes,
spoke greatly of the
Duke, who died,
Deeds recounted by the words of
The heavens heard these loving tales.
Its heart with glee
began to swell.
Falling down, the rain came hard and
The Royalty who stood that day,
she passed the purple
Reminding all that even great Kings
And as the skies they opened wider,
our claims of glory
Lightning set forth a final battle
The rain began to fade away.
And clouds, they parted,
The Duke to come and speak to every
And truly did He hear our cries.
He sent to us his own
The sun shined down on all at Castellan.