What helps wash down a banquet but a host of pretty notes.
Little quavers, there to savour, on a cloud of wine she floats.
Merry as the day is long, darker than the mood
Men that mock, silly talk, drink that loosens, makes them lewd.
A far cry from their daylight stance, letting down their hair.
Coins enough, to see her buff, and grab a room, perhaps, upstairs?
Despite these shameful actions, the lute still sings along
Her lovely strings, with heavenly wings, knows neither right from wrong.
Again they'll grace the table, gather in their chosen seats
Our courtesan, the friend of man, a lullaby elite.
* * *
I know little of Sir Tournier, but to me this piece depicts
The said above, I state thereof, it had me most transfixed.
To view more masterpieces, though I'll find some 'tres' abstruse
I'll take the chance, and visit France. What will I have? Toulouse!
13 comments:
coins enough, to see her buff - that has to be my favorite line today!
I smiled all the way as you knew I would, but the proud (prood) in me says sne is altogether Toulouse!
Right first go, it is a scene in a brothel, as far as I know.
Clever and funny verse, I enjoyed it very much.
Lena,
Too few Courtesans in today's world me thinks.
rel
Yep, very clever. Poor girl.
Thank you so far, folks! I'll pop over soon....!
Stafford - you know a classy piece when you see one...!
Oh yes ... one of the best this week!
Ah, thank you, Helen. It's always an honour to receive a positive comment from you...!
Lena,
I agree with your assessment. I thought "courtesan" as well. Loved your piece.
That was fun. Enjoyed it.
I did not think courtesan, but that is the great thing about writing prompts: we can interpret and go in any direction we want. I think you did well for your chosen meaning and direction. A little jaded, but perhaps that doesn't bother you a bit. I'm glad you wrote it, for it helps us get to know each other a bit better. Good job!
Great poem Lena. Made me smile - not a lot changes over the centuries. does it??
Ah, love this! Very nice! :o)
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