I've seen some odd ones in my time,
Surely I've seen the best and worst.
But a long-haired gent that speaks in rhyme?
It's fairly safe to say -- that's a first.
He was walking through the hall
With a faint, secret smile on his face.
Gesturing broadly to none but the wall,
Striding past me as if he owned the place.
Outdated words upon his tongue,
And a gleam of past glories in his eye.
Conjuring memories of songs never sung,
Lives never lived, heroes that never die.
"Good morning, my lady," quoth he,
And I couldn't tell if he was serious.
Was he merely making fun of me?
Or had fluorescent light left him delirious?
"G-Good morning, sir," I stammered,
Torn between laughter and reproof.
Down the winding stair he clamored,
Was he a gentleman or a gaudy spoof?
We spoke again later that day,
I managed to corner him a while.
He's polite in a teasing way,
Punctuated with a crooked smile.
I noticed a strange symbol at his breast,
Hanging from a thick iron chain.
In stark contrast to the spotless vest,
And business attire worn in vain.
For nothing could hide that he wasn't pleased,
In spite of the ever-present smile.
No matter how often he joked or teased,
Bitterness masked in socialite guile.
I was glad for the chance to slip away,
For an odd feeling swept over me.
It's something I hesitate to even say,
To fuel a reader's joviality.
But it felt as if I touched another time,
Another world hidden deep in blue eyes.
A strange apparition cursed to pantomime
The sorrow and joy of our daily lives.
A contest entry
- Describe Yourself As Someone Else Would (Closes Today) by Frodofan.
300 points, ended May 19, 2008, 5 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Going through my bookmarks once, and read this again.... I adore it so. You described yourself to vivdly and so well. It is as if you step into someone else's eyes and see yourself through their mind. Excellent perception. It would be a delight to meet you in the halls I think.
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Ah, I thank this is but a ghost from the past. I wish I had that kind of Ghost ....mind just bang things, moan and rattle chains. Oh by the way you may come and haunt me any time.
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Thank you for the comments, and don't tempt a man like that.
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What a wonderful tale. Interesting how magical any place in time can be. When one always beieve's. Love the tale you have told here my friend! ~Sie
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I can hardly say enough good about this write, my friend. I haven't been on here in weeks, and this was a wonderful piece to return to. The image you portray is so vivid and clear; I thoroughly enjoyed reading it, and felt lost in the moments. Thank you.
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Most of us have a smiling intruder to help us escape the harsh realities of life and it’s quite amazing how many people seem to think the time they should have lived or would like to live is in medieval times. This is possibly because we imagine it as a fairly romantic period in time when men were chivalrous despite the barbaric practises of the era and women to there to be adored and cherished, undoubted that they were a prized possession rather than seen as an equal, but then there is nothing wrong with a little dreaming now and then and I have a love of all thing medieval too. Perhaps there is something within us that wishes to escape the confines of modern society to a time when things appeared much simpler. What ever the reason I think you have described not only yourself but many others as well. “Outdated words upon his tongue” … outdated words should make a come back
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I can always count on you to offer the most insightful comments.
To be honest, I don't harbour too many romantic notions about the period...but there is something that attracts me to that time. If a man was strong enough to take something, then it belonged to him as long as he could defend it.
A sword, a horse, and a beating heart. What else does a man need?
Thanks, m'lady.
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Awww, I would appreciate a "good morning my lady." I often felt out of place in my era. Whether from the past or future I am not sure. I was told I was supposed to be born in the medieval era. I guess that would explain my fascination of the time period. I feel I have an old soul.
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Oh! If this is you... come live near me. I only WISH I could meet someone like this. I keep searching, but to no avail. I should have been born in another time. Some tell me medieval, some say the 1700's, but some time else. Maybe another world altogether.
Loved the way this was written. Very personal, nice description. You really set the scene. I do so love eccentric people!
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Thank you ...I was walking out the door as I posted this, so a pair of spelling mistakes made it past me. But those are corrected.
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