“The minstrel in the gallery / Looked down
upon the smiling faces.” – Ian Anderson
I am but a minstrel, a singer of songs.
A righter of wrongs.
And I sing to make my mistress happy.
And I sing to bring her peace.
When my voice and my lute
do not suffice,
I unsheathe my sword
And I become….
This is written and submitted as part of Jilly’s September Casting Bricks Challenge. There is no discernible form; but it leans toward a faux-Madrigal (in case there are any Madrigal experts lurking nearby). If need be… channel Jethro himself… or listen to Traffic’s John Barleycorn Must Die (the song).
Life in Portofino 
Ooo – this will be fun 🙂 Thanks for joining in, Charley!
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Thanks. I hope it has something going for it as a challenge.
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Challenge accepted:
https://pescetarianpoet.wordpress.com/2017/09/05/the-minstrel/
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Hi Charley. I hope you do not mind the direction my second-half of the piece took – https://lifeinportofino.wordpress.com/2017/09/01/minstrel-casting-bricks-challenge/
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https://fmmewritespoems.wordpress.com/2017/09/17/minstrel/ I couldn’t resist.
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This is cool! Did you happen to post it on Jilly’s Mr. Linky? It’s really worth having people read it!
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I did. It was fun 😌
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