The Crimson One
The Crimson One In Bremenium, a cock crows,On midsummer night,Spears and shields together form,Barrier between cold and missed Apennines,Now facing feared terra, Of mountain passes and hissed wind,Which… Read More »The Crimson One
Literature
Legacy
Legacy By Crasterfarian I came across this today while shifting some files off an old drive, I wrote it after PMA Snr passed on in 2011.… Read More »Legacy
For Our Beloved Sycamore
For Our Beloved Sycamore By Helen Killen-Stark Under the lighthouse beamOf the harvest moonThere lies a Sycamore longshipA scythe into the skiesDashed upon an ancient… Read More »For Our Beloved Sycamore
The True Story of the Backworth Hoard: A Family Legacy from Earsdon
By Danny Sanderson Long before the Backworth Hoard sat behind museum glass, it lay quietly beneath the soil near Earsdon, protected by time, clay, and… Read More »The True Story of the Backworth Hoard: A Family Legacy from Earsdon
Wor Peg’s Trip te Tynemouth
Wor Peg’s Trip te Tynemouth The sun wes shinin i’ the west,An’ aw wes shinin i’ me best,An’ Peggy like a queen wes drest,The day… Read More »Wor Peg’s Trip te Tynemouth
The Old Wooden Doll
The Old Wooden Doll by Keith Barrett The embers burn slowly inthe fireside In this proper old boozerOn the banks of the Tyne Canvas floor… Read More »The Old Wooden Doll
Shiels to Shields
Shiels to Shields by Dean Jolly North Shields founded 800 years agoBuilt upon the banks of the river TyneWhere Prior Germanus built the first homesThat… Read More »Shiels to Shields
The Cliffs of Old Tynemouth
The Cliffs of Old Tynemouth Oh! the Cliffs of Old Tynemouth they’re wild & they’re sweet,And dear are the waters that roll at their feet;And… Read More »The Cliffs of Old Tynemouth
800 Years of North Shields
800 Years of North Shields Stuck in sodden dugouts while easterly batters,Fish and nets are meant for this dwelling,Great work has gone on, marsh drained… Read More »800 Years of North Shields
City Spirits
City Spirits Under Hadrian’s gaze,Rome’s distant child sprang,A bridge was laid down,With fort upon outcrop,Overlooking the work,By Neptune’s wharf and altar,Dogged burn cleft a town,From lort and sludge,To saturnine… Read More »City Spirits