Thoughts On a Medaeval Castle

'Tis a merry company gathered about the fire
Comfortably warm, at their tables they dine
Under the spell of a beautiful lyre

In the great hall, under the castle spire
Enjoying immensely their vittles and wine
'Tis a merry company gathered about the fire

Chatting with ease as the torches burn higher
Bathed in the scent of the burning of pine
Under the spell of a beautiful lyre

Their laughter is ready, and wit does not tire
It only grows greater at hours after nine
'Tis a merry company gathered about the fire

Flick and the dart of the shadows inspire
Tales, ere the dawn of the even's decline
Under the spell of a beautiful lyre

Their thoughts and their words, do we dare to inquire?
Perhaps if we could there were riches to mine
'Tis a merry company gathered about the fire
Under the spell of a beautiful lyre
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Deschler Avatar
September 17, 2013 at 5:49 PM
I think that you are one of those people they refer to as an "old soul". Someone who has lived out another lifetime and has been reincarnated, yet still remembers those days. I feel like I am one of those "old souls", as well. I loved this poem, it took me back to those medaeval times! Fantastic work, Isaiah!
A   Avatar
April 5, 2013 at 7:39 PM
Isaiah, ;-) Congratulations with Anne's Favorite Poetry Form: Villanelle! Have yourself a good one. always & forever*LINDA
Eastman Avatar
April 5, 2013 at 2:13 PM
Congratulations on your win! I think this one was my favorite.
Jones Avatar
April 4, 2013 at 5:27 PM
Congrats on your win..:-)
Fisher Avatar
April 3, 2013 at 12:59 PM
Way to go with your winning poem!
Ober Avatar
April 2, 2013 at 11:08 AM
Big congrats, Isaiah! This poem makes me want to go back in time to catch a glimpse of those days.
Gorelick Avatar
April 2, 2013 at 7:22 AM
This is one of my favorites..its happy and makes you want to sing along. congrats. BG
Oyewole Avatar
April 2, 2013 at 6:49 AM
congrats on your win
Roberts Avatar
April 2, 2013 at 12:12 AM
great piece , love it, congrats on your win in the contest
Seal Avatar
April 1, 2013 at 7:01 PM
I'd be a lyre if I said I didn't like this, twang lol. Congratulations Isaiah, Very well done. Take care, Regards Richard
Dietrich Avatar
April 1, 2013 at 3:15 PM
this one is truly unique. I am glad to finally see your delightful villanelle! Congrats on your win.
Lamoureux Avatar
April 1, 2013 at 2:55 PM
A magical write Isaiah. Congratulations, I enjoyed the mood of this piece.
Johnson Avatar
April 1, 2013 at 2:34 PM
There is a great story in this villanelle. Very smooth. Congratulations. Love, J
Bauer Avatar
March 30, 2013 at 7:36 AM
you've painted this picture beautifully and i like the rhyme scheme...
Phillips Avatar
March 30, 2013 at 7:23 AM
I like the touch of "old English" that is used in this piece. It compliments the story very well.
Chircop Avatar
March 30, 2013 at 5:12 AM
Few days ago i was trying to write a haiku about cowboys cause i never did one..I didn.t want to do it about guns..so i was thonking of grazing cattle..camp fires..line dancing..Anyway i couldn t do it..guess cos it wasn t actual..I mean i wasn t in the atmosphere for real.I coulfn t do 3lines and now i come here snd i see your words flourish naturally about the company around gatherin fire..the scent of pine..You know nature so well and you re always crafted with new tsles to tell.I like this 1
Delaney Avatar
March 29, 2013 at 9:40 PM
Nice Villanelle, Isaiah: Hope you have it entered. I really have to be in the right mood to write one of these...the hardest part is coming up with the refrains. I love this era and you have captured it. SuZ
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