That Day In 1066.


There I was sitting on the beach,

Sitting on Hastings beach,

The sun shining down.

As I drank my glass of wine

A shadow came over me,

I looked up and there he was,

Orchi had arrived!

“Would you like some water in that wine?”

He asked as usual,

I told him what to do with his water!

He sat next to me and waffled on

About all our times together

During the last millions of years,

Millions of years we had known each other.

I then looked out to sea

And there sailing towards us were ships,

The Normans were coming!

I got up and looked around

And saw our King Harold coming,

Coming down the beach,

His army behind him.

I bowed as he approached,

Orchi kept his head down

Not seeing who it was.

The Normans landed

And started fighting us,

All was going well

Until Orchi raised his head and looked up.

He pointed up and said,

“Sire, what is that?”

Harold looked up

And the arrow struck him in the eye!

And from that day history was changed

And all because Orchi pointed,

Pointed up in the air

And asked Harold,

“Sire, what is that?.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 14th, 2023 01:02
  • Comment from author about the poem: On this day 14th October 1066, the Battle of Hastings took place. On this day Orchi and I write a poem about it, we have been writing these for many years, we first met on a previous Poetry Site called Forward Poetry back in 2014.
  • Category: Special occasion
  • Views: 3
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  • orchidee

    Oh lol, good write Gold. Yep, it was my fault! Has FP gone for ever? Can't find it.

    • orchidee

      Boo hoo! They blames me for everything! lol.

      • Goldfinch60

        Yes FP was destroyed by a couple of people who used to write on it.


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      • Teddy.15

        LOL golden oldies aren't you both 😂 ❤️

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you Teddy.


        • sorenbarrett

          Well I have to say I'm glad I wasn't there, I hate showers of arrows. I was with Harald Hardrada sailing up the river Humber to Stamford bridge under the banner landwaster. We suffered a bit of a set back when we only had one man on the bridge to hold off the opposing side.

          • Goldfinch60

            Thanks for your fun words soren, were you that man? LOL


            • sorenbarrett

              He shall remain nameless

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