{"id":2080,"date":"2015-08-13T21:46:19","date_gmt":"2015-08-13T21:46:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=2080"},"modified":"2015-08-13T21:47:24","modified_gmt":"2015-08-13T21:47:24","slug":"flight-of-mad-sweeney","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/flight-of-mad-sweeney\/","title":{"rendered":"Flight of Mad Sweeney"},"content":{"rendered":"
\""Suibhne"<\/a>
“Suibhne” by Hanna Tuulikki 2013<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

He flies over where the Devil could not walk
\nSinging his mournful song of despair
\nThe places he has been and all he as seen
\nSince he came to here from there.<\/p>\n

He rages at a land of lust
\nTo the crying skies above
\nWhose raindrops wash his teardrops
\nAs the mourns the death of love.<\/p>\n

Sooner he be alone mourn the death of love
\nThan jump joyous in the lustful arms of chance
\nWhich change, the faces and the smiles
\nAccording to the music to which they dance.<\/p>\n

The songs he sings of loves never had
\nLoves unwanted, unreturned, untried and true
\nIs not love at all, love is a cup broken
\nNot delph on a shelf that the floor never knew.<\/p>\n

In rage so cried against the bell
\nThat rang from hill to water
\nThe cleric decreed as sin mans desire
\nOf lust and love for another mans daughter<\/p>\n

Silent spoken the words uttered in spell
\nTo wander the world wide
\nTo be as clad with feathers or none at all
\nTill a spear pierces his side.<\/p>\n

As his spear, in anger cast from hand
\nFor being blessed by water pierced the psalter
\nSo shall he be, and his death meet
\nOn earths wild stony altar.<\/p>\n

For code resisted as not his
\nCondemned as great the shame
\nLearned not to hate so wont know love
\nAt least from those who carry the flame.<\/p>\n

For all he knows or thinks he knows
\nFor all the verse he writes
\nFrom yew tree to the non listening birds
\nThe bard of the Feathers recites.<\/p>\n

So he kept their laws though not his nature
\nHe desired respect from them, his pride
\nKept him a slave to all he hated
\nWas a prisoner of their rules caged inside.<\/p>\n

He rages at the principles forgotten
\nHe who against principles always rebelled
\nAs foolish as the woe-filled forester
\nWho mourns the trees he felled.<\/p>\n

He wails of times now past when men without complaining
\nStruggled by through life with less
\nKnowing its a tale of his own he is telling
\nIf he honestly does confess<\/p>\n

The takes to the air above the river
\nRuing those who no longer follow life’s set rules
\nWhen what he rues is following them himself and life losing
\nHe flies away, chiding the wise as fools..<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

He flies over where the Devil could not walk Singing his mournful song of despair The places he has been and all he as seen Since he came to here from there. He rages at a land of lust To the crying skies above Whose raindrops wash his teardrops As …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[724,54,168,7,446,1],"tags":[2332,963,65,2334,362,2333,2072],"class_list":["post-2080","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-heartbreak-poems","category-ireland","category-irish-legend","category-life","category-moral","category-uncategorized","tag-flight-of-mad-sweeney","tag-legend","tag-life-2","tag-life-rules","tag-love","tag-mad-sweeney","tag-reflection","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-xy","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":4797,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/leitrim-of-the-legends\/","url_meta":{"origin":2080,"position":0},"title":"Leitrim of the Legends","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"1st November 2020","format":false,"excerpt":"\"You'd think it was lovely if you didn't know it\" Said John Carty to John Carty one day... 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