The Tattered JesterA Poem by Forgotten
Within the tower you sit patiently,
Awaiting your prince charming to save you, You sit the window with a candle at night, Like beacon you pray for his arrival, Many seasons have passed for this fair maiden, And her knight had failed to show, Then one winter night she spotted a light, A wisp of fire darted through the trees, And out of the shrubs fell a man of low title, A tattered jester outlawed by the king. He stood himself up and brushed down his clothes, And adjusted his hat with the silver bells, He looked up in awe at the tower so tall, Yet the fair maiden looked down disappointed, "Oh lady, with locks of gold why the long face?" She sighed once and cleared her throat loudly, "I have awaited my prince, my knight in shining armour, Yet he has failed to make himself known" The jester shook his head and jingle jangled away, "Why then your knight is but a fool, a beauty such as yourself locked away tight, I feel sorry for the men who cannot meet your eyes" She creased up her mouth, and smiled ever so slightly, She brushed back her hair and curled it in her fingers, "You're sweet, you have a tongue of gold, A suspect many a woman has fallen at your feet" "Alas you would be mistaken you see I am merely a jester, And a failed one at that, my jokes were so bad they gave me the sack, Why I was even so bad the mime began to cheer" She placed her hand to her mouth and giggled loudly, "They don't know what they're missing, Or maybe they're deaf" The jester approached the tower and fell to his knees, "My maiden so sweet and so pure, I wish I could help you, but what could a poor old jester do, A knight would kick the door down and carry you out, Sweep you off your feet and take away your frown" He then had an idea and jumped to his feet, He began to climb the tower and quickly at that, Up and up he went getting harder and harder, Until he finally reached the top, She reached out her hand and pulled him straight in, "How will this help" she asked him outright, "Now we're both stuck up here! No this isn't right" "I know we cannot escape, and you're bound to this tower, But the best thing I can offer is the company of a jester" A few weeks had passed fleetingly so, She had grown fond of the jester, And his terrible jokes I may add, Then one summer night as they looked upon the stars, A light came from the forest, And out did come and knight and his steed, "Oh fair maiden, I have come to rescue you, Wait just one moment let me kick down the door" "Stop" she shouted, "I will hear no more, I have fallen for this jester you make take your leave" The knight laughed loudly and wiped the tears from his eyes, "A jester my dear, this must be a joke?" "I'm afraid it is not after all I must say, He is the jester, and the jokes are his to tell, I'm afraid your love is no longer needed, For I live for his humour everyday"
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17 Reviews Added on April 11, 2013 Last Updated on April 21, 2013 AuthorForgottenGloucestershire, Stroud, United KingdomAboutMy real name is John-Paul Crawford, I do voluntary work at Stroud FM and hopefully after my training will be allowed my own slot on air. Writing takes up most of my time, I'm always trying to better m.. more..Writing
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