he’s no fool

observing courtiers drool

praising a monarch

most embarrassingly naked 

‘Your Majesty’s suit is the best in the land!’

the jester

jumps, somersaults, springs 

crooning his undeniable truth

couched in curtseys

and simpering smiles

“Off with their heads!’

the courtiers are dead

It’s been a long, long time since I entered the dVerse poetry community pub, because life is a thing and my memory banks became overloaded. But, I’ve found my way back, without using a map!

I’m happy to have found my way back and take part in the Quadrille at dVerse, hosted by De. The word we should use in this 44 word poem is ‘jump’, or a variation of it.

I hope you enjoy my variation on the fairytale The Emperor’s New Clothes!