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

[Sami Khalil]

I knew you are a good poet but now I think you are a story teller too...Bravo

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[SyberRose]

I love these tales...I did read the website...lovers and a stranger and death...wow Thomas thank you for writing this wonderful piece of Loftus Hall and is that you in the photo performing in a play there?

Rose:)

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you, I enjoyed writing it, yes thats me giving it loads as the master of the house in a play.