Culloden Poems - Poems about Culloden

...Tak oor grund from beneath oor hurdies Burn oor birches aside the lough, Besmirch hard fecht fur freedom, Dictating oor days tae come, No from the pint o a gun, Fae laws an promis......Read the rest...

...ancestral colours rallying the clans Culloden day trip......Read the rest...

...Weekend away in medieval castle Traveling to Scotland on overnight train Read the account of Culloden battle Highlanders lost cherished domain. Eyes feeling heavy am swept away living ......Read the rest...

...The Spirits of Culloden. This is like a pilgrimage, a try tae come every year, Gather at the cairn, meet old friends, wipe away a tear. Standin on that moor, that once with blood was sodden, Pay......Read the rest...

...The battles ower ,smoke settles ower the moor, Clans are broken flying aff tae the hills. Redcoated sodjers mingle with red Heilan blude, Killing the wounded in Drumossie mud. Oor Prince has fled......Read the rest...

...The shore it’s seen, calm so near, But rocks and swells deterrent to all, Prevent a landing? It is not clear, The Stuart Prince dismissed his fear, Landed his launch, and began the call. A ......Read the rest...

...CULLODEN FORETOLD A man he once said ta'e me, You'll lay on heather, your gut will bleed. Near Inverness you should na'e be, Your end is there upon thee. I paid no heed, jumped to my feet, ......Read the rest...

...On These Plains I Lay White fire and heat, blinding light, blinding bright. Shot down on these plains, My soldiers, My warriors, Fading from my sight. Battle lost? Battle won? Battered men......Read the rest...

...AN INDEPENDENT SCOTLAND? (Or, Beware The English) by Damian on June 15, 2014. © Damian Cranney, All rights reserved An independent Scotland, That will do just fine, We no longer have to listen ......Read the rest...

...Heathen warriors dressed in the plaid Victims of time and an evil brigade Pursue their beliefs far into the South Gaelic words from a Jacobite mouth Like bairns against many a gun The highland......Read the rest...

...Clan Stewart of Appin, Clan MacGillvray too, Fell at Culloden, In the blood and dew. They fell two by two, and then ten by ten, Until twelve hundred dead, not sixty minutes in. ...At Culloden ......Read the rest...

...Paler than the hills I walk I hear the bleat of sheep long still and see the thistles of the Saltire’s home, yet wear the weave of no clan’s name The red of my discordant neck carries the matc......Read the rest...

... 16th April 1746 The day a country ceased to exist British Army, Hanoverian scum Defeated our Jacobite's Scotland's is on the run Our Tartans banished, bagpipes no more To lead our ......Read the rest...

... When one sits on the moor at this Culloden place Where the Clans of the Tartan lay in deathly deface On many a night through the following years Families would gather, and continue the......Read the rest...

...In my secret heart I’ve felt Like a blood-crazed Celt, Scottish, Irish, either one, Killing Britons with my gun. Or with broadsword or with knife, Dirk, or dagger, taking life In an Ulster al......Read the rest...