Medieval rendering of Pope Urban II at the Council of Clermont‘Pope Urban II Sonnet-Speech, Clermont, 1095’ and Other Poetry by Paul A. Freeman The Society November 16, 2020 Beauty, Coronavirus, Culture, Humor, Poetry 5 Comments _ Pope Urban II Sonnet-Speech, Clermont, 1095 Oh Noblemen, I’m charged by God to warn that Christendom is threatened by the Turk. Torched churches and our pilgrim dead we mourn, whilst in Jerusalem’s bounds brute pagans lurk. At home your greed and thuggish acts have placed your souls in peril, yet if you should fight these infidels all sins shall be effaced and entry into Paradise your right. Next spring I ask you all to wield a sword— from knight, to page, to footman, rich and poor. By ship, the Mediterranean Sea we’ll ford, don armour and engage in holy war. Step forward! Take a vow and join our band to liberate and cleanse our Saviour’s land. X X Lockdown Dad “I’m Hercules, the famous ancient Greek,” he told his wide-eyed children as they lay beneath their sheets, “and in these parts I seek the legendary Hydra whom I’ll slay.” His daughter’s Jedi sword gripped in his hand, he poked its glowing blade beneath the beds and cried, “Foul beast, I’ve journeyed from a land beyond the sea. Now show your ugly heads!” Then in the doorway suddenly appeared, the ‘Hydra’! Lo, his kids were stricken dumb by snakeskin green pyjamas and the weird gyrations of their overacting mum. And so, before our hero went to bed, he make-believe chopped off their mother’s head. X X Paul A. Freeman is the author of Rumours of Ophir, a crime novel which was taught in Zimbabwean high schools and has been translated into German. In addition to having two novels, a children’s book and an 18,000-word narrative poem (Robin Hood and Friar Tuck: Zombie Killers!) commercially published, Paul is the author of hundreds of published short stories, poems and articles. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to email@example.com. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 5 Responses Sally Cook November 16, 2020 I tremendously enjoy your two edged sword; i.e. that of combining the classics with the contemorary. Hope to see more of your work on this site ! Reply Joseph S. Salemi November 16, 2020 In the first poem, the tenth line lacks a foot. It can be easily fixed. Reply Paul A. Freeman December 22, 2020 Thanks for that, Joseph. The extra foot was originally there and must have gotten amputated somewhere along the road to revision. Reply C.B. Anderson November 16, 2020 Excellent work, Paul. These two narratives were tight as a drumhead, with lines that meshed like the gears of a Swiss watch. Reply Yael November 16, 2020 Nice poems! I enjoy both of them a lot, thank you. The second one reminds me of my dad, in a good way. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.