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Welcome to the home of the Clan MacNicol North West. 

Families with the following names are considered to be part of Clan MacNicol.  If you don't see your name here, but believe it should be, please contact the Webmaster.  However, the Clan MacNeacail (MacNicol) broadens the concept of membership in the clan to include anyone (a) who accepts the Chief of the Highland Clan MacNeacail to be their Chief and (b) whom the Chief of the Highland Clan MacNeacail is willing to accept as a member of his clan.

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A FEW OF MY POEMS

  What the heck>>>the site is closing down anyway!!!

POEMS by Coinneach MacLaren (Kenneth Lawrence)

The Hill Sublime

I walk, I wander, the hill sublime
The end in sight, the end of time
My youth is gone, my hair is grey,
The sun has set, the end of the day

I walk, I wander the hill sublime
With Memories of a distant time
Without a care nor worry be
My pending fate I know I see

I walk, I wander the hill sublime
Making sense of life so fine
Contentment, happiness had always embraced me
Long life of love will never erase me

Now as I rest on the hill sublime
Knowing now, I will cross that line
I leave behind no second thought;
No lament, no regret, no life of fraught

Now as I rest on the hill sublime
Among the flowers and stream so fine
The skye above so clear and blue
Will embrace me like the morning dew

Now as I rest on the hill sublime
Fond memories for the life of mine
I drift off in Gods’ sweet embrace,
I touch his hand, I touch his face.

Coinneach MacLaren 2006
first one written

Valley of Glencoe

Our path has lead us to the valley of Glencoe
Where the spirits weep when the cold wind blows
The stories of death haunt every Rock, River, and tree
They speak to us, an account, to my wife and me

A tale of horrors unjust but true
Forever tarnish this valley of blue
A kindly clan of trust and generosity
Befall a short lived verse of mortality

Scores slaughtered for the false condition
By a loyal clan, to the kings position
Out in the night the descendants would flee
Heed screams of kin, vanquished by cruelty

Rewards for the killers, without mere conscience
Carried out by the royal coward’s correspondence
Lands they received from this wicked task
Extinction of the other, down to the last

The mournful valley, evoke horrific narration
Both clans will embrace everlasting aversion
So we go forth, with memories of old
Me a Campbell, My wife a MacDonald

In the Valley of Glencoe…

Coinneach MacLaren 2006
Glencoe was where a large band of Campbell’s befriended and later slaughtered the Clan Macdonald of Glencoe on orders from the king of England on Feb. 1692 since there has always been a “interesting relationship between the Campbell’s and the macDonalds

The End of the Day

Our cause is lost. The prince has fled.
Cumberland’s throng harried the dead.
The breaths of those who grat with pain
are met with a clank from evil men.

Could’st I have faught for a nobler reason
To end the tyranny, air lo’e o’ Scotian?
“God protect me!” I cried mickle wae.
I fear. I pray. I’ll not live out the day.

Dusk is fallen, yet the bodies exposed.
The rotting remains of those so bold.
Frater o’ lo’e to McLaren leal aith ay
will end in ruin, to clan they’ll cry!

The pipes will be silent. The tartans banned.
The blazing of crofts, they’ll scorch the land.
To the progeny, the fault, the conquer will blame
an enduring page of English shame.

Cumberland’s solution maun fa stour.
A way of life will live no more.
With foresight I recount facing certain death.
Scotia stoor shall choke Culloden’s breath.

Harried=plundered and robbed, Grat=cry, Clank=severe, deadly blow, Faught=struggle, Air=for, Lo’e=love, Scotian=Scotland, Mickle wae=lots of woe, Frater=brotherly feeling, Leal=loyal, loyalty, Aith=oath, Ay=always, Maun fa=must fall, Stour=rough, Stoor=dust.

Coinneach MacLaren 2006

Culloden was the final battle between the British (Hanoverian government) and the Scottish (Jacobite supporters…those who wanted the Stuart kings back) Britain is still ruled by the Hanoverian line. After the defeat the British government outlawed the tartans the bagpipes and broke up the clan system

Shu, Kat, Cob, and Tin

Shu, kat, cob, and tin

A priceless thought from within.

A realization in times recourse

A blessing of ours with no remorse

Shu, kat, cob, and tin

Happiness for us, from kith and kin

Joy will they bring and life fulfilled

Completion of us, as our futures revealed.

Shu, kat, cob, and tin

Two of the same and two again

Years go by, precious they shall remain

Delight will discern with no refrain.

Joshua

Katherine

Jacob

Kristin

Coinneach MacLaren 2006

Yup its about the kids

MacNicol!

Of all clans, throughout the world they reside
Beginning from the lands of Lewis and Skye,
From the west to the east the MacNicol were thrust
other clans, the MacNicol, would always entrust

Poets, priests, and witness’ many became
Confidants and allies they volunteered with no refrain
On many Skye councils the clan would be seated
In the accounts and associations the clan was needed

A century before, a castle they did build
on the coast of Stornoway, a conception fulfilled
But in the dark hearts of Leod, in there sites they did set,
On the ancient clan, their lands, their crofts, their sept.

Through conquest, forced marriage, and political strategy
with one stroke, the lands were taken unilaterally
Thus, the lands were gone through graft and corruption
McLeod ruin of the MacNicol narration

History states, of all ancient clans of that occasion
MacNicol are the ones that disseminate without reason
Relegated as a sept to the dark McLeod’s account
Buried in time, foretold extinction by way of recount

Yet beginning in Ben Chracaig in the land of Skye
A renewed inauguration with the lands they will buy.
With a new independence and a chiefly line renewed
A separation of the clan now reviewed

And thus make a comeback in the annuls of history
Family by family country by country

Coinneach MacLaren 2006
yup, about the ancient Clan MacNicol

Stone of Scone

Once was stolen now restored
Kings of the past sat upon its accord
Beyond the loyal of the nation be
A sense of national individuality

Is this the beginning will there be more?
Questions, debates of government recourse
A new sense of pride and national unity
Has swept through the land unilaterally

Clamoring for more, the masses will cry
In renewed remembrance of those who died
The shackles are broke but not removed
Each new day brings hope renewed

The stone takes its place of histories royal
Through the wars and battles of a nation in toil
The power of the stone may yet be revealed
The origins of ancient land repealed.


Coinneach MacLaren 2006
This is about a coronation stone stolen by the British and sent to London so that their royalty can be coroneted over it (under the coronation chair) for generations…it was returned to Scotland in 1996 after being away for exactly 700 years it is now on display in Edinburgh Castle


Misty the jumper

The black lab in my backyard was a jumper

She ate nails, chased the lawnmower and was a big poo dumper

Hyper Magee was her middle name

She daily lived up to her actions, her fame

She yelped, she barked, she tore up my deck

She dug under the fence; bit my son on the neck

We knew this couldn’t last, we had to rebuke

Call up my sister and swap her with Duke

A three legged dog gentile and kind

A deal favorable to us, and quite the find

Yet memories of misty will return once in a while

The irritating dog, her personality makes us smile……We made the right trade,

Coinneach MacLaren 2006

Yes a little comedy

The old metal edifice sat back by the fence

Rusted from time; warped and dented…

But at night, it seems brand new

Its meaning had changed, just for a few

To him and her it became a shrine

A promised love, a simpler time

Ore the years it sits and served its cause

But will remember for those who paused…

To say thank you,

You brought us together, you changed our lives

In our hearts you always will thrive

As something special…...

That old swing behind the school.

Coinneach MacLaren 2006

When Tammy and I dated she always wanted to go to a her old grade school and swing on the old swing on the playground…once she almost broke her ankle jumping off in mid flight…

James and John (McNicol’s Migration)

James and John, two brothers they say
homes in Argylle and the land of Lochtay
A place for them, for family and tradition
Holder of lands, crofts of Scottish condition

A promise of generous means from relations afar
Despite, local families worry, angst, and debar
Yet through careful thought and profundity
The parting decision was made collectively

South they would travel into the heart of Briton,
For promise of fortune, optimistic financial disposition
They garnered their tartan their wares and provisions
With “Le dùrachdan” they set off in lengthy expedition.

From the highlands to the lowlands the roads they traversed
Into the borders, to England, their deeds and fame disbursed
Down to Fenton, Burslem, and Stokes upon Trent
The Scottish family spread, a new life they spent

Never losing sight of their roots, heritage, and recitation
Moving forward, making a life, in true British fashion
Today the family still resides in Staffordshire lands
Except for a brother and sister who followed the historical plan…

And immigrated to America for promise of fortune and optimistic financial disposition
continue the narration of a Scottish family’s expedition…...

Through life.

Coinneach MacLaren 2006

According to Tony McNicol (relative) who is a Commissioner for Staffordshire lands in Stokes on Trent England, the family emigrated from Loch Tay area probably from the communities of Kenmore and Killin Scotland and along the Tay River.

We stayed in Killin Scotland in 2007 and found several McNicol’s in the phone book.

 Jail

Sitting, staring, they’re staring back

Wondering, guessing which one will slip up

Contemplating, formulating, plans of attack

Looking for an escape.

Lockdown twenty three out of twenty four

Freedom is only an hour

Push a button open a door

Others watch from a tower.

Eight hours observing everyday,

Passing out toilet paper and information

Eight years until retirement pay

Counting down and confirmation…

Till retirement

Coinneach MacLaren 2007

Now its five years till retirement….lol

Utah Drivers

Driving the interstate 60 to 95,

Forward facing zombies, barely alive

Faceless fearless road hogging queens and kings,

Unconscious of their near surroundings

Changing lanes…an impossibility

or is met with rancorous hostility.

These blank staring fiends, owners of the tar

Vindicated, irresponsible, for possession of a car.

Spouses yelling, fighting, children with resentments,

Mormon housewives, hopped full of antidepressants.

Tired, overworked, overwhelmed, and behind the wheel

Teens feeling invincible, freedom is a steal

Cutting in, changing lanes, no signal, no blame.

Flaunting the finger, gestures without shame

OH!  The drivers in this state are a mean bunch of ghouls

Either they don’t understand, or they disregard the rules

With accident, dents, wreaks, death and destruction…

Strategy, avoiding cones, barrels, and construction.

Cell phones, hamburgers, make-up, applied at random

Flying down the interstate with reckless abandon,

OH!  The Utah driver, queens and kings of the road

Reckless, uncaring, unknowing, drivers of the Utah mode

Come visit Utah, the scenery is great!

However, for your safety…stay off the interstate.

Coinneach MacLaren 2007

Highland!

Mist gently rolling, drifting down the crags
Then back up the other side

With apparitions of Scots who have passed before
Wandering through the hills valleys and glens

The eerie resonance of the pipes
Echoing through the mist

Remembering the brave who fought and died
For clan, culture, way of life

Can you see the Scots in the mist?
Charging with banners unfurled

Ancient castles coming to life
Defending there survival

Once a land filled with strife
But that was a long time ago

Now just ghostly echo’s of time gone by
Slowly, quietly fading away

Until the mist disappears with the sun
yet memories will remain

Scotland!

Coinneach MacLaren 2007
not exactly a rhyme, but I thought of this as I was driving through Glencoe and watching the mists drifting down the mountains to the valleys below

For Love and Scotland part 1

To aid the helpless besieged in plight
At the tip of a sword, the depth of the night
To embrace gallantries heroic sight
Only just-cause for reason to fight
For Love and Scotland

To protect the vulnerable at the end of a knife
Sewing the seeds of national strife
To escape those who will take his life
must bid farewell to his love, his wife
For love and Scotland

For her safety, her love, he shall depart
The malice of her captors she will thwart
Neither falter nor betrayal will she impart
Haselrig’s blade then plunged through her heart
For her love and Scotland

The king thusly condemn Wallace as an enemy
From the highlands, Alba’s fate not taken lightly

United in cause, at his side Scot’s rally
To fight the struggle for freedom of country
For love and Scotland

And revenge for many chief’s fall for Scotland’s side
To fight for liberty, land, and Scotia pride
To vanquish the enemy, to ebb the tide
Edwards rule and order Alba hath defied
For love and Scotland

The conflict will occur at Sterling Bridge
A rallying call to detach the chains of bondage
The English king summon for Scotia umbrage
The highland chiefs shouting for Scotia courage
For love and Scotland

The battle begins and the invaders despised
The English Calvary swiftly incised
Absolute the defeat, the aggressors excised
English aggression was quickly demised
For love and Scotland

Coinneach MacLaren 2007

About William Wallace the true story of “Bravehart” although the move with Mel Gibson is good but not really accurate…my poem is based off of a book called “The Scottish Chiefs” its an old book written by Jane Porter in 1809…I have an 1840 edition.

Generations

Walking from our house with children to haul

Two to the game and two to the mall

The mist of the day mixing with the sun

The beauty of the vision cannot be outdone

A rainbow with colors vibrant and new

Shimmered from droplets of fine misty dew

The sun shone down this spectacular sight

Illuminating the colors so vivid, so bright

I turned to my wife to see what she sees

She’s gazing at the same spectacle as me

We glance at each other in thoughtful reminisce

Love for each other and life’s splendor shared bliss

We look at our children with hearts sharing joy

They were texting on their phones and playing game-boy

We mentioned the scene, a creation endeared

They glance up, and then back to the items they revere

With melancholy duplicated in each others eyes

We turn aside from the picturesque skies

We get in the car with children to haul

Two to the game and two to the mall

Coinneach MacLaren 2009

Self explanatory….

Gathering poem

Uniforms banquets heralds and clans

Tartans displayed to the horizon

Bagpipes drums, clarsach and bands

Banners unfurled for celebration

Passionate multitudes to excess

Awaiting their advance into history

Crowds assemble in highland dress

Cheers for Scottish identity

Pride of heritage the nation would reclaim

Celebration of gallant Scotians

King George would assuredly exclaim

Kindred Alba honors and fortunes

Legacy Scots journey far and wide

187 years from the first

Celebration of lineage worldwide

Commemoration of families disbursed

Uniforms banquets heralds and clans

Tartans displayed to the horizon

Renewed celebration on ancestral lands

Remembrance of culture and tradition

Coinneach MacLaren 2009

This was for a poetry contest for the huge Clan Gathering in Scotland for all clans throughout the world…almost every clan will be participating…ever ours this poem kinda references the last world clan gathering in 1822 to celebrate King Georges visit to Scotland…yes the same King George that fought against the Americans in the revolutionary war.