Ghost Writing
An Ekphrastic Abecedarian
Ambition renders all friendships fragile
Banquo was my name, while yet I drew breath
Cut down by a traitorous blade was I
Duncan, my honored lord, was likewise slain
Evil ensnared the heart of brave Macbeth
Fleance, my heir, fly through the filthy air
Go, for ghosts must house their hopes in quick hearts
Hovering in the shadows of life’s feast
In restless wandering we pass our days
Justice, sweet panacea, we await
Know that acts, unlike actors, never die
Long must most moan, meandering mutely
Macbeth did strut and fret, his candle brief
Now, his plunge is as certain as my climb
Oh, Macduff, untimely born, timely met!
Pity not this unworthy gentleman
Queens with bloody hands beget no princes
Red and rancorous were her spotted palms
Sisters three, eldritch enchantresses, spoke
Tales of Birnam Wood climbing Dunsinane
Under their wicked will, Macbeth was yoked
Vipers, they bit the Thane of Cawdor’s heart
Weird Sisters, you were right and now are wrong
Xeric, parched as sand was his shrunken soul
You will see no monuments to Macbeth
Ziggurats rise over the honored dead
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
Comments (7)
wonderful Macbethian allusions in this thoughtful and care full rendering! (It is my indulgent favorite of his plays)
Amazing work!! So detailed and clever!
Awful circumstances to be in. But thank you for, "his plunge is as certain as my climb" as this gives him some vigor. Dr. Reddall, the variety you churn out is amazing. It's like a wheel of topics, history, love, humour, carrots, turpentine, anything, and you can make it so beautiful! Thanks for sharing your creations with us.
"Queens with bloody hands beget no princes Red and rancorous were her spotted palms" These were my favouriteeee lines! Loved your Abecedarian!
Great abecedarian! Well done!😊
Deftly done. This was masterful.
Impressive, I had to read it twice to grasp all the depths of meaning. 👏👏👏