O Trebuchet
(sung to the tune of O Tannenbaum / O Christmas Tree)
O Trebuchet
O Trebuchet
How graceful is your swing arm
Your beauty hides your destructive plight
Of lethal payload hurled with might
O Trebuchet
O Trebuchet
How graceful is your swing arm
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Image: Scale model trebuchet in the Exhibition of Catapults and Siege Machines in Toledo, Spain (by Ron Rowland October 15, 2021).
Linked to dVerse Poets Pub — Poetics : Passions Stamped on Lifeless Things, where Merril is hosting and asked us to write about a rite about a historical artifact.
Oh, you really were having a fun with this! 😀
Ah….one can think of the hatred, or fear, or anger that this “graceful swing arm” has hurled. If inanimate objects could talk….do you suppose it would say something like….WAIT! Do you understand what you are making me do????
Yes, it would be great if weapons could talk and have a conscience.
It’s wonderful
It’s wonderful
Your poetry is wonderful
I read it through one time and then
I had to read it once again;
so if I may,
may I just say
I really dug your Trebuchet!
O Other Ron
O Other Ron
Your reply’s quite awesome
I’m glad you dig my trebuchet
He will not hurl things your way
One more time
I say sublime
Your reply’s quite awesome
During the time of the plague, an army laying siege to a walled city would catapult dead plague victims’ corpses over the walls to infect the defenders. It’s a wonderful world.
Wow!
No telling how low mankind will stoop in the name of war
Oh merrily we smash their wall
Oh verily we slay them all
Now you’ve got me doing it!
Fun take on the prompt. That’s a beautiful room that beautiful machine sits in.
It is rather an elegant vehicle of destruction!
For some reason, I’ve always been enchanted by them — probably the engineer in me.
funny! 😀
Useful in its day. We just launch missiles from a neighbouring country now.
Unfortunately, man’s ability to destroy continues to be a growth industry.
One that never knows depression or recession.
The catapult was indeed an ancient missile launcher, who’s to say stones can’t function as mini missiles, eh?
You had me singing along. “How graceful is your swing arm”. Clever!!
🎶I laughed so hard
I laughed so hard
This seasonal subversion🎶
The tone you have in this makes me think about the love we still carry for our weapons… I prefer to give my loves to trees.
Your brevity, and clever sarcasm, emerges as an anti-war poem; very impressive.
Thanks Glenn. Which reminds me, I need to look through these siege machine photos to see if any are appropriate for SSMP.
A very interesting machine. Great poem Ron.
Thanks Dwight. Makes you ponder how something that moves so elegantly can be both beautiful and destructive.
it is when it stops at the hit that changes it!
Ah, the day of the t’shay, a grown up’s sling shot. How arty has advanced.
This was fun!
Good one. In the spirit of the headlines this season too. (K)