a steady summer breeze
a setting sun in splendor,
her long, slanting golden rays
reflected on the armor stand
sentries by the gate.
I need
a fire ring set with iron pots
a brace of coneys stripped
a hand of herbs and salt to cook
the beasts with wine,
stewing there so perfectly,
their scent wafting to the field.
I need
a family to gather
a table heavy laden
a jug of endless mead to share
sweet as that late summer sun
sinking into purple night
while the fire is built to brightness.
I need
a star filled sky
a harp nearby
a glass half-filled
to fill again with drink
as the laughter of good friends
intoxicates our aching selves
after a day of long battles.
I need
a field of half-mown timothy
a steady summer breeze
a rising sun in splendor,
her long, slanting golden rays
reflected on the armor stand
sentries by the gate.
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May 29, 2013This was my response to Sir Tanaka’s Facebook status yesterday which noted that in light of his “ennui” he bid us answer the question, “I need…” “I Need…A Muse – and I Just Got One” was, while stunningly accurate, too awkward a title, so “The Knights Ennui” is the title instead.
– aneleda