Court Jester

Court Jester

They say you are dead in battle
but I don’t believe it, it’s
not official to cry yet.

Dear, you can’t be gone, I miss you, I’m sorry
I left you with a mean word; I wish
I gave you the gift I saved for you.

You can’t be gone, I
made a mistake
forgive me

Oh be alive please and you can visit me in the palace —
I am myself again and it’s safe.

You haunt me in my dreams. Come
wake me from my nightmares, come
in the flesh to kiss me in a waking
dream where we share the world
and yet come home.

Come gather me up like flowers on
the edge of the swamp and I’d
plant us in your field where
daffodils are daffy, where we’d laugh
in your sunlight because you’re alive.

— Douglas Gilbert