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The Jester - a Medieval Poem

John is a long-time poet, short fiction, and article writer. He loves story-telling and also has a Certificate in Permaculture Design.

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The Jester

The jester stood before the King,

His head bowed in respect,

"I stand here at your bidding, Sire."

Knowing nought what to expect.


The King's voice boomed both loud and slow,

"You'll kneel before the throne.

You are the lowly knave of spades,

For treason, you'll atone!"


"But, Sire, I've never done you wrong,

Or spoke against the crown.

What traitorous act is it I've done?

I am a loyal Court's clown."


"I heard it told, you have conspired

To bring this Kingdom down.

Plead now for your sorry life

Or in the lake, you'll drown."


"Well, My Lord, if truth be known...,"

The jester played his hand,

"Your guards have raped and pillaged

Across this once great land."


"My beloved village in your path

Is now just ash and rubble.

My wife and child just cinders now,

So, now I'll cause you trouble."


The jester threw his cloak aside,

His hand closed on the hilt.

He wasn't here to entertain

And felt no shame or guilt.


"Seize him, guards!" the King exclaimed,

But before they could respond

The jester with such lightning speed,

Flashed his sharpened sword.


The guards were slain, right whence they stood,

The King's face froze in fear,

"You are no jester of the Court,

So warned my faithful seer!"


"Oh, I'm no clown, Sire, that is true,

In fact, I am a knight.

I stand before you to avenge

The evil that you spate."


With sword point pressed against his throat

The King begged for his life,

But the jester showed no mercy,

"This is for my child and wife!"


The sword plunged deep, the King's mouth gaped,

He toppled from his throne.

The jester shed the clothes of fools,

As a knight, he'd now be known.


He had revenge, though it's not sweet,

You cannot change the past,

But he vowed to right the bad King's wrongs

Until he breathed his last.

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Image by RENE RAUSCHENBERGER from Pixabay

Off the Shelf - "The Jester" by James Patterson and Andrew Gross

My regular readers will know all about my "Off the Shelf" series, but if you a new it is where I select a book from among the hundreds in my bookcase and use the title for inspiration to write a poem, story, or article. Most times what I write has no relation to the content of the book itself, but on this occasion, my poem is based on the story. I do claim a little poetic licence, however. For instance, in my poem, the protagonist is a king (not a duke) and the jester's wife was killed instead of kidnapped.

The Jester is only the second book I ever read that was written by James Patterson (this time in collaboration with Andrew Gross.) I won't go into my opinion here of Patterson's collaborations and how much input he actually has in regard to the writing, because this is, in my opinion, his best novel. it has also led me to seek out books written by Andrew Gross himself.

"Hugh De Luc returns from the Crusades to find his son killed, his wife kidnapped, and his town gutted in the search for a priceless relic . . . and now, he must fight to save everything he holds dear.

With the rapid pace of a page-turning thriller, The Jester is a breathtaking adventure. Full of pulse-pounding plot twists and mysteries, Hugh's quest to find Sophie is one of the most unforgettable love stories in all of fiction." (Amazon)

I found this novel to be exciting and one of those rare books that are difficult to put down. You can't wait to see what transpires on the next page.

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