Albion Poems - Poems about Albion

...Pink squid woman hopped out of her ship. She swam the ocean, then headed toward shore. Albino woman asked, “how was your trip?” They counted their seashells; there were thirty-four. Pink squid ......Read the rest...

... Wind lowers it's head-stream, earthbound, battle helmet of direction-secured. True Hermes holding a riddled scroll, temperature, tempered, phalanx wall to litmus count the cull. Non-rela......Read the rest...

...Yardbirds are hopefully smug cockfully strutting, cutting a rug? Parked car birds are vigilant vigilantes? No, they're nust enjoying a juicy bug? Dejour, ......Read the rest...

...Hy-Brasil Out a’high in lashin’ waves a’crashin’ anger’d sea b’yond Albion an’ Hibernia where mists a’shadow’d, lowly o’ magical Isle o’ Hy-Brasil tentacl’d ocean beast ther’ tore fe......Read the rest...

...when Merlin knelte to Æthelstan he bid'th wealthe acrosse the lande an' lo thy King giveth his hande presidin' o'er all Albion from Alfred in whose shadowe ran emerg'd the court of Æthel......Read the rest...

...Spirit of the ancient isles, Of Erin and of Albion, I call to thee, Please come to us, Ancient spirit come to me, I call to thee, In moorland wind, And highland glen, In summer meadow, By Gr......Read the rest...

... Built in a Belfast shipyard for Shaw Savill ‘n Albion Line. On her flagstaff wind ‘n lee flew the Southern Cross ensign, down a slipway to the sea launched afar by Her Majesty ......Read the rest...

...A word once spelled out Defining what Saturday Night was all about Lads from Bay City Scene colorful, enchanting, and ever so pretty Roller and rocking Having one number that......Read the rest...

...The Song of Amergin: Modern English Translations The Song of Amergin loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch I am the sea breeze I am the ocean wave I am the surf's thunder I a......Read the rest...

...We behold thy gardens fair. Say, to what do they compare? And yet thy airs of fire and fume have filled the world with noise of doom. The sceptered isle that Shakespeare saw, or Satan's realm by......Read the rest...

...Hark, compatriots of mine, hark that ye all may hear a song that yet may cheer your hearts and prompt a bashful tear. We man the good ship Albion upon this storm-tossed sea. Our native rights we......Read the rest...

...We behold thy gardens fair. Say, to what do these compare? And yet thy airs of fire and fume have filled the earth with noise of doom. The sceptered isle that Shakespeare saw, or the Satanic mil......Read the rest...

...armies pouring out of Mordor. peaks of mass our souls out of Albion came Ether among us & sought of the clovers sweet sustenance, of ages past & came sealing among us ages of yonder missile am......Read the rest...

...Now I seal these lying lips until forces open. I confessed. Now it is time for my silent repenting Deserved shame is the string sewing my sinning lips closed. For unworthy lips as mine do part......Read the rest...

...With bitter tears in my eyes and a loving sweet kiss Dear Albion I say goodbye, Thy presence I will miss!* (c) Demetrios Trifiatis 24 June 2016 * F......Read the rest...