Good day to you, Sir.
Why, sitting there all day
on your horse
you have a sense of duty!
Tell me, where did you
get all the black lines?
Did you collect them
in all the countries
your horse has carried you to?
Looking at your horse
that could be quite true.
Have worry and hunger
lined your face?
Your servant told me so.
Where did you come from?
Oh, there's a frame around you.
Then tell me
who banned you into it?
Author notes
A monologue in honour of a handsome drawing of Don Quixote.
This picture happens to be hanging in my Grandmother's living room. I like talking to it, as it never answers.
Written August 21st, 2006
A contest entry
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450 points, ended September 4, 2006, 7 entries
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Hello ~ I finally made it into your page! By hook or by crook, I was determined to get here somehow! (Not being particularly computer savvy, one can't rush these things!) It's great how this poem gives the reader an insight into the writer...pondering aloud requires a certain honesty, and that's what comes across so beautifully in this poem. Also, your reader is given a comprehensive insight into what the knight's face looks like, as well as his horse, through all the questions posed throughout. Well written, and well planned.
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oh that is a novel idea for a writing. speaking to a framed painting. and I can see that. I can see someone asking those things of a painting. this was very good. I liked it. -
i like your name!
thanks so much for entering this snappy little piece in the contest.
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A brief descriptive of the picture and story...
a nice little short piece..
Many thanks for entering our contest and good luck too
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Perhaps it is speaking back as to inspire you. This is a unique idea for a poem. I have never written to framed artwork before. Nicely done.
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