Jester.
Only the jester
is spared fetters
in speech; under
the guise of jocundity
and the fragile aegis
of a roomful
of petrified eyes
pitifully glad
to be off the hook,
he delivers his
mirthful dramatics
laced with the
elixir of truth...
Comments
I think this is one of your best, Holden. 'Pitifully glad to be off the hook..' - yes, we all know how that feels. The guilt of relief.
Wed 11th Oct 2023 16:31
Thank you so much, Manish, for your extremely kind words, I'm truly honoured!😊
A superb poem, Holden. I've always felt that your poems are very classy, and this is another great poem to your growing collection. I loved the description of the jester here, and the last four lines -
"he delivers his
mirthful dramatics
laced with the
elixir of truth..."
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Holden Moncrieff
Sat 14th Oct 2023 04:36
Thank you, Stephen, your thoughtful and encouraging comment means so much to me! 😊