Looking for Sceptres I got Carpet Cleaners – Day 24

GloPoWriMo 2019


Looking for Sceptres I got Carpet Cleaners


Having no real part in this medieval ceremony,

they though are now recorded; the carpet sweepers.


So with respect: first the cloak and then

Her Majesty turned around that all may

see. And now the Sceptre and then the Rod.

And load thus up the crown comes next.

The world for a second held its breath.


So long after a Queen looks upon and

has a conversation on the beautiful tools

of her office. Magnificent, even to her.

How much water under the bridges

of the Thames.


Watching a video today someone:

(amused no doubt) recounts

how a full  to overflowing Cathedral

awaited the coming Queen to be crowned.

Anything at this stage might arouse them.

And so it did: some movement or other

and eight thousand subjects stood up

while out of the organ loft came

four cleaners with their carpet

sweepers. And here in video,

a medieval ceremony of power

and commitment was coupled

with the extraordinary every day.


Not quite the expected scene

of path-sweeping for a monarch

but history has it now

by way of video.


Benita H. Kape © 25.4.2019

Today’s (optional) prompt is to write a poem that, like “Dictionary Illustrations,” is inspired by a reference book. Locate a dictionary, thesaurus, or encyclopedia, open it at random, and consider the two pages in front of you to be your inspirational playground for the day. Maybe a strange word will catch your eye, or perhaps the mishmash of information will provide you with the germ of a poem. For what it’s worth, my 1961 edition of the Encyclopedia Britannica, Volume 11, has just informed me that despite “his beauty,” the “profligacy” of the Emperor Heliogabalus’s life “was such as to shock even the Roman public,” while also presenting me with a lovely little line drawing of a variant of heliotrope, the flowers of which are said to smell like cherry pie.

Decided not to do a visual for above today.