Poetry is good…

My Jubilee

Time to celebrate,

Sing a song,

Step a new dance,

For it is my jubilee.

It is time for a new song,

The kind that makes

Trees come alive,

The kind that makes

The lion chuckle,

Was it not a knight

True of valor

Who saw her in

The river?

So covered in

Virtue was that

Dame.

Time to celebrate,

Sing a song,

Step a new dance,

For it is my jubilee.

When I was fifteen

The world was fresh,

My panther eyes

Could bite to the bone,

At twenty I took

The scepter,

It wasn’t an easy

Deed, faith,

But I was weary

Enough, So

I found a lover,

We ate all the mulberries

And fell in love,

Sweeter than manna,

Was that first kiss,

I wouldn’t have left her

For all the diamonds

In Babylon,

Yet my love left me,

For she was bored,

How crushed I was,

For had I not renounced

So much? Ah, it is no true love

That preys on honor,

Wields deception,

And crushes the spirit,

Now I cannot seem

To climb the high walls

Of honor,

Nor can I land my ship

At Tunis,

Where the gates were

Burnt.

Nor Alexandria

Can I find on this

Broken compass.

Enough!

It is time to celebrate,

Sing a song,

Step a new dance,

For it is my jubilee.

Hear how it ends:

I lost my ship,

And all my sailors,

There came a

Furious wind,

In those years

I could have told you

When it rained,

But never, for all my wit,

Did I ever foretell

Such a tempest!

It took me under water,

I was sure to drown

Swallowing white caps,

But soon I found

A distant shore,

Alas, the language

Was foreign to me,

Nor could I learn that

Cryptic alphabet.

All of this

After just a score.

Enough!

It is time to celebrate,

Sing a song,

Step a new dance,

For it is my jubilee.

At five and twenty

So I found

What they call a Home,

Somewhere far off,

I landed the prow,

Well-nigh dead was I,

Like the shadow

Disappearing,

Only shades of light

Left in me,

More mangled was

The mentality of

An estranged deserter,

Now I walk invisibly,

So I hear it is best

That way.

 

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