The wandering Minstrel; The bringer of news, of history and folklore. All created in their songs and stories. Try as I have, I cannot find the right App for that :(




The Minstrel...

Sing your songs oh Minstrel please,
Read me poetry and stories old
play your tunes of loves desire
Give me memories I can hold

Sing your songs and dance for me
A coin or two I'll throw
Bring me tales of times since gone
Share those secrets that you know

But silence fills this ev'nings air
Your lilting voice forever gone
That now I stand with tear in eye
As I sing for you a funeral song.





Poetry by Liam The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-12-03 at 22:18

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one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
Poignant and a pleasure to read. Surely for every passing minstrel there comes a new one, though we may not recognize them until their stories are told.
2017-12-12


Kathy Lockhart
I love the rhythm, the rhyme, and the subject of this poem as well as the poignancy of its truth. Bittersweet in longing for the simplicity and the goodness of what has been left in the past.
Beautifully written, Liam.
2017-12-05



Nice read. Well done.
2017-12-04



In some American Indian folklore, the one who brought the news and told the stories accompanied by his flute was called Kokopelli.
I love this poem. it read like a song.
Ashe
2017-12-04


shells
I enjoyed your intro. to the poem as well as the poem itself! A Minstrel must have been such an important and personable person, what a life.
2017-12-03


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo, Liam.
Ken
2017-12-03