Crown Morning
a treochair for The Honorable Lord Simon Montgumery
written by THL Caitlin Christiana Wintour
Crown morning
moon sets and sun slow rises
from the clear East brightening.

From that sun
comes Simon Montgumery
the rampant boar his blazon.

Fair Margaret,
his lady is at his side
his fate to know by sunset.

Banners flap
in the questing breeze, a gift
from the shield mountains snowcapped.

Golden light
bathes the spring grass in bright rays
shines on swords and shields dawn-bright.

On the field
Simon combats the dark count.
Brave blows but falls the boar shield.

Next a knight,
swords and shields weave a pattern
And one thread falls, shining still.

Died a’borning
a crowned dream, but memory
holds bright that last Crown morning.
The treochair is an Irish poetry form. Like the languages of Norse and
Anglo-Saxon poetry, we can only approximate the richness of the Gaelic. We do
however know its structure. The treochair is a tercet form with no set number
of tercets. In each tercet, the first line has 3 syllables and the 2nd and 3rd lines
both have 7. An additional pattern is the stresses: the 1st line and 3rd lines
have 2 stresses and the 2nd has 3. The 1st and 3rd lines of each tercet are
rhymed. There is frequent alliteration throughout the poem and the last line
echoes the first with the same full line, phrase, or ending word.
Poetry
Is fhearr na’n t-òr sgeul air inns’ air chòir.
Better than gold is the tale well told.