Well Hall Pleasaunce

Of the rhythm and rhyme scheme of “Remember” by Christina Rossetti

Dappled sunshine across the scummy pool
Transform it back to past days of glory,
To soft-eyed maids beginning their story
Trailing dainty hands in the shade’s soft cool

A time of chivalry, and actions cruel,
Where soldiers returned from the East, gory
With bad news for widows, their eyes implore-y,
Then sit out apart, their face like a ghoul

But the park and the pool are older now
No more the haunt of the Crusade’s broken
But a sad smear, a stagnant green token
The people no more those empty-eyed knights,
No young men destroyed by a false vow,
Sent off to fight for their leader’s delight.