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NaPoWriMo #24

April 24, 2010

My phrase is from Shakespeare’s Richard III:

“Now is the winter of our discontent” which according to The Phrase Finder means “The time of unhappiness is past.”

So here goes:

Now is the winter of our discontent,
A time for song and revelry,
Wave the silken banner high,
Spread forth Joy’s mighty wings,

Aloud, cry all who would be heard,
Bring forth tidings most blessed,
Fair goddess is besought,
And supplicants draw nigh,

Amazed splendour, shimmering bright,
Calls to all who seek to know,
The truth of all that once was,
Cast off, bright star, on high,

No more alas and alack,
All is well knowing and fair,
Poesia has granted her charms,
Beakers are filled, and feasting begins.

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  1. April 24, 2010 10:49 pm

    I like the chivalrous manner of this poem. It feels of an awakening.
    Cool prompt, I might add.

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