Loftus Hall.

My vision of that faithful night in Loftus Hall.

Wooden tables are stable for this game,

Deal the cards to all even you my darling girl,

A stranger I may be to this group yet trust me,

Gather now for stories to unveil in the whirl.

 

Two kings and three sixes held close to my chest,

No cheats or telling from crimson veins now look,

Dealers’ choice they say how people never learn,

A mere one master he now comes from that book.

 

Six drops to the ground lit by candles and dirt,

Timid daughter in good manners scrounges at paper,

One look is all that it takes to lighten her little head,

A scream heard in Wexford no light now on taper.

 

Loftus hall ever known for my visit that night

All one want is company to take in and to revel,

The space I shot through has never been fixed,

For time tells tales of me and myth is the devil!

Author's Note

By all means look Loftus Hall up - it's a great story!

Reviews

[Jack Cassidy]

What's to be said that hasn't been said? I like this poem, as it showcases something from the past in a unique light. Very dark, but that seems to be brought out by the realistic scenario... Which means you aren't reaching for it to be creative, it just is... Nice job.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you x

[Kenneth The Poet]

Excellent bit of artistry.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Kenneth

[John Alexander McFadyen]

And a great poem Thomas. You have a way of writing in the Dickensian/Poe style.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Awe, thank you love.

[Poetic Beauty]

Interesting tale that you have woven into this piece

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

thank you x

[Poetic Beauty]

you are welcome

[Pete Langley]

A wry tale told well, Thomas! You hold the mystique throughout the piece, mate. I enjoyed it. P.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Pete.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I am with the others in that I am now intrigued by your words. Very erie and intense.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you x

[Mark]

Great story, the poem got me curious... thanks for sharing.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Mark.

[Baby Ricochet]

Cool. Like an old gambling hall. Great poem as always Thomas,

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you BR

[Marie]

This poem so intrigued me that I did look up the story. I never heard it before and I'm glad you brought to my attention.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Your welcome and thank you Marie.

[quinfinn]

holding a full house, kings high...and the gig was up when you dropped one to the floor. i read this several ways. it is a wonderfully intricate set of possibilities to entertain in one's mind, but i think i like the metaphorical analogy i came up with best. never be so confident in your game that you show your hand. excellent write, Thomas!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you my darling x

[KAOlmsted]

I totally Googled it. Fascinating. Not for nothing, but I used to go to a bar when I lived in Syracuse (NY) called Quigley's. It was my favorite hang out a hundred and seven years ago when I was in my 20s xD

I enjoyed this piece, and the history behind it...I always love it when I get an education on top of being entertained...thanks so much for that!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you hun x

[KAOlmsted]

My pleasure...