I read the Lady of Shallot and thought it needed a better ending for Elaine.

A triolet about the ghost of the Lady of Shalott.

having challenged someone to write a sonnet about dinosaurs in the style of Tennyson I figured I ought to have a go myself. Anyone else want to take up the challenge?

Dedicated to my local regiment who has lost too many soldiers for no reason and has been betrayed by our political masters with inadequate support.

A perhaps whimsical look at the thoughts of those mentioned in this poem on the grief of the voice of the poem; when the poet and those of whom he writes are poles apart. Prose not poetry. I do not own Lord Tennyson.