Poetry eZine ~ April 2012

Sunday, April 22

Robert Cone: A Taste of Summer Wine

From "A Taste of Summer Wine"
It seemed as the flowers are known to grow
The witch’s existence had been severed
The sprite had delivered a mortal blow
Dashing the hag’s wish to live forever

As for Lord Dinsmore he grew more jolly
And his wife held yet another gala
It seemed all their life had been a folly
And so they dressed in their best regalia

Lady Dinsmore wore her fancy dress ring
Lord Dinsmore was wearing his uniform
The ladies were dressed in their fancy things
And the canapés were cuneiform

The guests said from the way he had matured
That his lordship was no longer off plumb
For they asked what is the state of nature
If it is not at times deaf, blind or dumb

As for his lordship’s eccentricities
He put the fairy garden to one side
For as if struck by electricity
With the fairies he could no longer bide

He took to milking cows from the dairy
People say his life was filled with laughter
And they repeat that though he lies buried
He lives happily in the hereafter