Jester Runs for a Royal Seat

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The Jester tumbled in
with his fancy footwork
into the castle's great hall,
raising his arms, waving to all.

He's dressed from head to toe
in humorous multi-coloured attire
and red pointed shoes.
Tied around his painted clown face,
a funny pointed red ball hat with silver bells,
ringing as he pranced.
In his hand a square bird that doesn't eat
and all it does is tweet, tweet, tweets.

His fans stand up clapping their hands,
yelling with loud cheers;
a bunch of local yokels full of ale and beer.

Then, someone calls his name in a chant,

          “Jester, Jester, Jester!”

They all join in.

The Jester said,

          “Stand up and place the outcome of the future in my hands.”

As the minstrel's play,  “This Land is Ours.”

Poor fools didn't understand.

          “Let's raise the mortal alarms,
                    and let me wear the crown.
                              I promise to build a great wall
                                        and keep all the clowns out of town."

With all the charm he could muster
for a roaring storm,
he leaps making promises he never keeps. 
He dances and prances
with a pinch and a grab to their tender form.

          “Nobody but I, deserve the crown
                    because I’m the best.
                              I’ll make everyone grovel
                                        down on their knees
                                                  and have them all kiss my royal gown.
            If I can't cut the mustard
                      and spread my seed,
                                underneath a heap, take heed.
                                          I'll fire anyone that stands in my way
                       and replace with my family and friends in royal seats, 
                                 to accomplish all off my promised feats.

                       Be warned, I am here to stay."


Not for the contest 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Date: 8/15/2017 7:10:00 AM
Well done Eve, I really enjoyed this. Shame that there are quite a few jesters around,some worse then others. You say it like it is Eve....A fav....Maria
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Date: 8/14/2017 4:20:00 PM
Well...What a nice way to speak of someone...This jester is now wearing the crown. I liked the way you did it...Have a lovely evening
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Date: 8/12/2017 2:48:00 AM
Although obvious it is to whom you refer to dearest, Eve there are millions of Jesters around the world doing harm to humanity. A witty and entertaining writing with very serious messages. Excellent my friend!
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Date: 8/10/2017 10:36:00 AM
I know of whom you speak and you are so right. This is a very clever telling.
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Date: 8/10/2017 6:42:00 AM
Excellent. Well penned. Enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing it.
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Date: 8/10/2017 4:51:00 AM
Oh, I know who you are referring to my friend! I really enjoyed your little jaunt of a write this morning! You let me laugh at the predicament we are in, but the seriousness of it all scares me a little! What a grand poem Eve, you have surely written a wonderful piece! Great Work!!
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Date: 8/10/2017 4:03:00 AM
Well penned, Eve.
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Date: 8/10/2017 2:55:00 AM
Now why do I feel this is a political satire? Very well constructed, Eve. You're probably right, except I doubt there's a worthy person who can take his place.
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Date: 8/10/2017 2:48:00 AM
I think we are both writing about the same Jester Eve shame its not for the contest it sure is a great poem:-) hugs jan xx
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Date: 8/10/2017 12:43:00 AM
Sounds like the Queen instead lol
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Date: 8/10/2017 12:31:00 AM
well done eve, enjoyed this little jaunt...
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