Monday, 30 November 2015

Cinquain



supper
for two hundred
lords, knights dignitaries
a boozy medieval feast
smashed plates

dogs bark
grabbing at food
raucous laughs greasy mouths
wine spilling over the flag stones
serfs starve

6 comments:

  1. Oh dear , some things never change

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  2. Demanding, hungry people! Very well written!

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  3. Not only starve but have to clean up all the mess. I enjoyed this :)

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  4. Wild decadence!
    Reminds me of these line from Rumi:

    Tonight with wine being poured
    and instruments singing among themselves,
    one thing is forbidden,
    one thing: sleep . . .

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