Poldark (#1)

I can no longer contain my enthusiasm for Poldark since I just finished the second season, so I’ve decided to post a poem I started when I was three episodes in the first season.  I hope you enjoy it.  If you’ve seen the show, feel free to leave a comment.  I’d love to have someone to talk to about it with.  If you haven’t, I highly recommend it if you enjoy historical fiction, romance, and realistic (as opposed to unnecessary) drama.


The dust has cleared,

It’s as he feared.

Everything is wrong.

His home is wrecked,

His investments are gone,

And the servants have been left unchecked.

His love is to be wed

And his father is dead.

Oh, what is a soldier to do?

The mine is in shambles,

The peasants are starved,

And a banker rules the countryside.

A fight in town.

A redhead without a gown.

Nothing will remain


In Cornwall.

Copyright © 2017 by Nita Pan

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