Tuesday, July 25, 2023

Royalty Rules ~~ a Poem for dVerse Poetics

Eugene Delacroix
Women of Algiers in their Apartment 1834, Oil on Canvas

    A Visit With the Ladies 

We came that day, not quite announced 
They had been warned, or better told 
Told that we were coming, coming to
interview them and interact as we could

When we rang the doorbell we had a surprise 
A gentleman greeted us and invited us 
to come in.  He was finely dressed, jewelry,
and jeweled earrings as well.  Wearing a blue

vest, perhaps thinking that would have 
meaning with us.  It didn't mean a doggone 
thing except he must be paid royally too. 
He didn't stay long, winked and said "bye bye" 

Not knowing what to say nor where we stood 
we asked the lady with the long hair if she 
were expecting us.  She said kind of, her 
man, she called him that, had called. Nothing 

Nothing but to dress nicely and to be nice as 
well to us.  Three ladies and two men might 
have been scary for them but it did not so
seem to be.   Did she give us the wrong idea?  

The lady in the middle grabbed the first one 
by the leg and clasped it tightly.  Assurance? 
The woman on the left opened an eye and 
batted her eye, what was she expecting? 

Quickly the lady in the middle took charge, 
gave us a rundown on the deal.  The king by 
religion can only have four wives, he has six, 
Jenny here and I are excess, Norma guards us 

The excess and Norma can be given for a day 
or so to visiting men of rank in their country 
as a token of the charity of the king.  Norma 
is official number four, waiting for her divorce 

When he came to our country and courted us 
we willingly said yes, who would not?  But 
really we don't have a life, mostly sit around 
and perhaps read.  Charley you met takes care 

of the kids.  Jenny has three, and I have two
They are good kids and are getting a good
education.  Charley and his helpers do fine
with them.  You will have to go now, our man

said to spend twenty minutes and that is all 
He still loves us and protects us well, Charley, 
now whispering, he's behind the door.  Sorry 
we could have told more but your time is up. 

Bye bye  
     _ _ _ 

 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2023, All Rights Reserved 
 - For the photo prompt I am linked to Grace with dVerse Poetics: Ekphrastic Poetry at 
 - Click here to read of others writing for Grace's picture prompts 
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9 Comments:

At Tuesday, July 25, 2023 6:54:00 PM, Blogger Grace said...

That is quite a story with the conversation too. Very creative spin Jim, noting the placement of the ladies and what their roles are. Thanks for joining our prompt.

 
At Tuesday, July 25, 2023 7:36:00 PM, Blogger Gillena Cox said...

Very interesting Jim.
Much💜love

 
At Tuesday, July 25, 2023 7:40:00 PM, Anonymous Melissa Lemay said...

An intriguing interpretation!

 
At Tuesday, July 25, 2023 7:45:00 PM, Blogger Dwight L. Roth said...

An interesting story. Almost dreamlike in nature! Well done, Jim.

 
At Tuesday, July 25, 2023 10:13:00 PM, Anonymous Lia said...

I love this interpretation! And I love its poetic-prose-style form!

 
At Wednesday, July 26, 2023 2:34:00 AM, Blogger Kim M. Russell said...

You really went to town with this narrative poem, Jim, and I like the way you based it around an interview. I also like the sparse detail, allowing room for conversation, especially of the gentleman who answered the door with his jewellery and blue vest ‘that would have meaning’.

 
At Wednesday, July 26, 2023 5:48:00 AM, Blogger kaykuala said...

Great twist to the faith, Jim! Having already 4 (the maximum) but still having the ability and intention of circumventing for more. It did happen in places where the 'gentleman was well dressed' and apparently loaded!

Hank

 
At Thursday, July 27, 2023 2:36:00 PM, Blogger Priscilla King said...

Icky squick...but still legal in some places.

 
At Friday, July 28, 2023 9:35:00 AM, Blogger Frewin55 said...

I chose the same picture and reported a similar unfortunate fate - great interpretation Jim...

 

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