Ballad of the Bedroom Feast
Right the meaning of this may escape a lot of readers, as it is not just the language of it that is somewhat Shakespearean, but also a lot of the references.
For example (and this is the only one I'm going to tell you free :P) the passage about the heads of maidens is not actually gory, it refers to the middle-English word "maidenhead", meaning virginity.
Basically I wrote this for a girl who I rather like, so most of it is either to do with love or sex. Enjoy.
Edit: The spacing doesn't work properly, so if anyone's really interested to see what it should look like (as see some of my other poetry) it can be found on my myspace blog here.
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Sleep eludes me as you do m'lady,
E'er sweet the chase but th'art bitter worn about me.
Yet, meat is not bitter, are you then to be liked as to a fruit?
Out of season, perhaps, bitterly unripe.
Goes to reason, perhaps,
..Time governs my pursuit.
O' that you might ripen to me sweetly,
That the taste be not sharp but soft and moist after a time.
As a great woman in the words of a great man once crowed:
Nothing Compares To You,
And to yours I'd compare nought but mine.
I would that I could go to the hunt,
To the hart and take the head of thee,
Maiden.
For ne'er have I tasted the maiden's head,
But I'd stake it high to take yours, so fairly
Laden.
Name your other, name two or more if you so dare,
But deny me not
My chance to roll well with the dice of lust thrown
And the tokens of love in the pot.
If of the pair a fruit you be then unleash the budding pears
And let meat be my tackle and my bait.
Latch, attach, thrash yourself upon it,
End ceremoniously my long-drawn, edge'd wait.
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©2007 Thomas Alexander Hopkins
