Upon the Summer Solstice, we enter the light half of the year, when the Sun gods rule and Mother Earth shows her colorful arrays, when rebirth of the spirit is soaring and growing of crops are in full swing--it's a time of rejoicing
and here in the Mid-West it's the start of this year's Renaissance Faires!
So, back to the
Bristol Ren Fest will probably be in order and possibly the
Ohio Ren Fest as well, of course you never know how Ren crazy I'll get and where I will end up, but I shall see how Summer progresses.
For all of you who read this blog, I offer some inspiration to attend the Ren fest of your choosing this year by posting my poem which originally was published in Renaissance Magazine, Issue # 67--Huzzah!!
Invitation to the Faire
By Wayne Adam
Will you go milady,
To the
faire on this fine day?
The
sky is jeweled blue,
Birds
float on breeze,
Cicadas
sing a chorus—
Will
you go with me?
Milord, I cannot go,
There’s just too much to do
My
duties need attending—
Instead
of spending time with you
Milady, reconsider.
We’ll
shop through the market,
You can look and compare,
I’ll buy you a trinket—
Jewelry to wear
Milord, I cannot go,
There’s just too much to do
What
would people say of me—
Spending
time with you
Milady, we’ll have folly,
See
a joust or two,
Drink
sweet mead,
Take
a walk—
I
will sing for you
Milord, I cannot go,
There’s just too much to do
What
would people say of me—
Taking
walks with you.
Milady, reconsider.
We’ll
rest upon the hillside,
I’ll
tassel with your hair,
You
can lie beside me,
As
twilight sets upon the faire
Milord, I am flattered
But there’s just so much to do
Although,
the day is perfect,
For
mead and walking too
But
my duties need attention
What
will people say?
You
and me at the faire—
Well,
maybe just today