Image of St Edmund: Morgan Library record, Public Domain, via Wikipedia
Sammi has set us a prickly one this week
A word not in my vernacular vocabulary
A word requiring access to Google
Ingenious service which set my sight
On our own Anglo-Saxon saint
King Edmund, martyred defending England
Who died in an erinaceous coat
Long may his memory reign
49 words written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Erinaceous
crispina kemp 
I feel your pain! I had to look it up just to read this!
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But, hey, I illustrated it!
A porcupine coat is a term I’ve used sometimes in my writing, meaning thoroughly plugged with arrows.
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I got that- after I did a brisk run though on King Edmonds- as in there has been more than one of them.. hehehe
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I grew up with Saint Edmund (our parish church) add to that my constant delving into local history, especially the Anglo-Saxon period…
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You learned, then you taught! Perfection!
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Gemini! 🫣🤔👍😘
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Hahaha!
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Poor old King Edmund☹️- but great verse 🙌
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Thank you. He is my patron saint
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❤️
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Nice
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Thank you🥰🥰🥰
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♥️♥️♥️
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Great poem, Crispina. I’m not surprised you chose to write about St Edmund, given your expertise in Anglo-Saxon history! 😁
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And living in the area where St Edmund was active
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