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Massacre at Glencoe

The snow rests red and heavy through the valley and the glen, with MacDonald honor lingering on in spite of Campbell sin. Give us crimson wool to weave a plaiden memory of the massacre at Glencoe and deeds of treachery. Let the stigma of a traitor forever mark their name as long as Scotland bears the scar so recalled shall be their shame.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 11/18/2017 10:51:00 PM
This poem is brilliantly written Thvia. Perfect flow and your imagery shines!! : )
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Date: 9/18/2017 1:30:00 AM
Good poetry...but...hmmm...a contentious subject to say the least. However, you have conveyed a really foreboding sense of tense atmosphere into this compact little poem; it is very well penned! My very best regards, Thvia....and best wishes! :) john P.s I have been to Glencoe....at times it has a shuddering presence like no other place on earth!
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Date: 3/3/2013 8:51:00 AM
Thvia, many blessings on your featured poem this passed week. Have yourself a new and awesome week.:-) Always & Forever * LINDA
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Date: 2/27/2013 5:29:00 PM
really nice poem and nice job being featured!
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Date: 2/26/2013 12:15:00 PM
My last name is Austin. My son looked up the derivation and it is Scotch. Perhaps an ancestor went down in the massacre at Glencoe. Anywho, I like your fine piece. Congrats on the selection. daver
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Date: 4/19/2011 4:29:00 AM
Another stunning write!
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