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This is a poem I wrote and used the poetic metre of Shakespeare from his epilogue from The Tempest.
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Prosperous
Isle:
Prince Edward
Copyright Joseph MarkensteinFebruary 20, 2014
Now mine hour ProsperoIs Markenstein, first name Joe.On mine isle and mine honorI do bequeath sword and armor;As swords to plows and spears to hooksAnd take a cape and a book,Be a Don by hook or by crook,Make me a king but never look!Prosperous Prospero makesHis deviled eggs like a cake;He splashes a sprig of one,Then another thing. When he’s done,It’s a marvelous magpieWho touts a stout flout: mud in the eye!Sty Me, in mine island fine,Buy Me a ring to plumb the line;Porthole to the place beyond skies,Now makes the enemy onlyDistractions from prayers said daily;Refractions of light bent sunny. (Vale)
Written after finishing The Tempest by Shakespeare…this is fashioned after his Epilogue.
