VanRyan
VanRyan
Jan 04, 2021

Just Another Day in Camelot

Oh, those pretty little
maidens
wear their finest lace,
dance around
the ribboned pole
in honor of May 1st

The queen
and her hand-maidens,
they laugh, they sing,
and each courtly lady does her
own but risky thing

Those gallant knights,
so fierce in battle,
yield to risky prattle,
though inwardly they wish
they were of sterner stuff--
like Lancelot du Lac

Alas, that knight, it’s true,
he does succumb to Guinevere--
the queen--his gentle foe,
and the King stands by
with closed eyes

Torn between two loves,
the queen is doomed to end
her days among the cloistered nuns
to rue that youthful May
who, instead of blessings,
threw a snowball in her face

It’s sad but true: early May blows
hot and cold; therefore, Guinevere
won’t go a-Maying from this time forth--
in Camelot.

About This Poem

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

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Region, Country: Arizona, USA

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Comments

Geezer

little poem about love in the days of the Round Table. While we have no idea if Sir Arthur and the Round Table were actual places and events, we can still learn from them. Don't muck about with the King's wife! I wish that this had been in rhyme as it would have seemed more like a poem than a history lesson, but still nice. ~ Geez.
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VanRyan

I did post something like this in rhyme form, some months ago, as JerryK. Sorry for not rhyming this one. Thanks, Sir Galahad. Glad you like it.
Sir Val (aka JerryK.)

Asche Keegan

I adore how this turned out! The imagery and storyline, and then the last couple stanzas that provide your own thoughts on the days of May. Camelot has been inspiring poets and storytellers for centuries, and for good reason too!!