Alan .S. Jeeves

The Whisper Of The Cannon

When all the words a king may say
Lay lifeless on the ground
And windstorms blow them far away
With not a single sound.
Then no one any worry pays
As acquiescence he seeks
But ears awake and eyebrows raise
When e'er the cannon speaks.


She speaks to warriors from the east
And armies from the south.
And words of wisdom should, at least,
Fall tumbling from her mouth.
And when she sings, she hums her song,
Her voice in dulcet choir,
She whispers from her dragon's tongue
Her words like dragon's fire.


So, in the night when all is still
She rests her weary head
And looks out over yonder hill
Where angels fear to tread.
As daylight shows once more, she'll preach
And boldly yip and yell
To sermonise another speech
And send them all to hell.



  • Teddy.15

    She has Definately spoken in whispers or otherwise, with your grand poetic pen you have created a beautiful rhyming poem to perfection as you always do. Marvelous imagery and of course your last line just perfect. Well done Mr Jeeves.

    • Alan .S. Jeeves

      We were talking about cannons earlier this year Teddy, if you remember (we said 'Humpty Dumpty' was really a cannon which fell off the wall and broke). That is when I wrote this to please one of the 'Neo' girls. I hope that you never get on the wrong side of a cannon. Thanks for your words,
      Ex animo, Alan

      • Teddy.15

        LOL it's the very first thing that I thought whilst reading, boy you can't let me forget those days of what I could only describe as disappointing. Thank you Jeeves my number one mentor.

      • orchidee

        A fine write Alan.

        • Alan .S. Jeeves

          Thanks Steve, I know that I shouldn't play with fire.
          Ex animo Alan.

        • Neil Higgins

          Alan.Love this.A fine use of words.A great read.

          • Alan .S. Jeeves

            Thanks Neil, I am pleased that you enjoyed 'Cannon'. It is good of you to drop by and comment.
            Kind regards, Alan

          • Goldfinch60

            Such a powerful write Alan but behind each cannon shot there is a human destroying life in front of it. Good words.


            • Alan .S. Jeeves

              You are so right Andy. One such person was Harry S Trueman. There have been many others down through the years.
              Ex animo, Alan

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