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Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Document of Discussion, for Day 10

Izy says, and she's very often right, that important conversations are often taken down verbatim for legal reasons, and become Documents of Discussion.

She has asked us, for the tenth day of our poem-a-day challenge this April, to prepare a Document of Discussion, of a conversation real or imaginary.

Of course, none of the circumstances below should be any surprise to those who know Mama Zen, Hedgewitch, and Fireblossom from the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads. Of course we expect them to be singled out for singular honors and crowned with flowers and made members of the Order of the British Empire, and everything else. But I leave it to you to decide whether this Document of Discussion records a real or imaginary conversation. (The fact that it is now 1:30am should not influence your decision.)
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I wasn’t at all nervous about attending the tea at Buckingham Palace. I was a mere minion, a sort of editor-cum-proofreader for the real stars of the afternoon: Mama Zen, Hedgewitch and Fireblossom. 

Their book had been made into a movie, and then into a stage play, and apparently the Queen of England loved it.

We had all learned to curtsy (although Shay wanted to bow) and learned to address the monarch as “Your Majesty” upon first meeting her, and thereafter as “Ma’am” although I certainly wasn’t expecting a thereafter, planning as I was to become a cross between a wallflower and a wooden Indian.

  
“Oh, there you are, when can you start?” asked the Queen.

“I beg pardon, Ma’am, I don’t know what you mean.”

“Well, you know I need one, and I’m sure you’ll do fine.”
  
“I’m sure I don’t know, your Majesty, Ma’am, please.”
  
“No, no, I told them, I looked over my list of employees,
  
 I have everyone else but, wouldn’t you know it?
  
 It seems I don’t have my own Poet Laureate.”

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After I fainted, Mama Zen patted my hand, Shay helped me up, and put me on a bench, while Hedgewitch scanned the royal tea table for a suitable herbal remedy: ginger, ginseng, echinacea, or lemongrass tea.

“Well, now,” said the Queen, “I do believe my grandmother Victoria had the same problem with Rudyard Kipling, after his Nobel Prize. He turned down a knighthood and the Poet Laureateship: the knighthood several times as I recall.”


22 comments:

aprille said...

OH...WHAT FUN!!!!!
I can just see it.
Having sat next to her Maj at a tea party, I know she's completely capable of holding up her end of this chat.

Mara said...

1.30am eh? You should have been in bed. Then again...

Daryl said...

you'd make an excellent laureate ...

Kerry O'Connor said...

I can see you had a lot of fun with this, Kay.

Marian said...

hah! i *love* this, Kay. yay!

Mama Zen said...

This is just too funny, Kay!

Kim Nelson said...

Totally Hilarious!!!!!

Margaret said...

Hilarious! Loved every bit of it.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

This is so much fun to read and imagine! Loved it.

Isadora Gruye said...

Hoorah! You did a fine job with this challenge! How fun and imaginative. thanks as always for bring you to the table.

Peggy said...

Wonderful imagination here! I enjoyed the story!

Hannah said...

Kay!!! I enjoyed this! Thank you for the smiles you bring!

"to become a cross between a wallflower and a wooden Indian."

I like this phrasing! Too, funny of a contrast! :)

Emma Major said...

great, really great

sharplittlepencil.com said...

I'm not sure what's funnier - the premise, or the idea that Shay wanted to bow! Me? I don't do anything past shaking hands, so I'm sure I'd end up in the Tower of London.

As for the book, it ROCKS! Three ladies, one mind. Love, AMy

Ellecee said...

This is so comical and fun. I could picture the whole scene from your words and I laughed and felt sorry at the same time. Well done...

Helen said...

I think you were sleeping, had an outrageous dream ... got up and wrote everything you remembered ... and aren't we the lucky ones? Great write!

Kay L. Davies said...

@ Helen — you're very close to the truth. The way I remember it, I was in bed, about to go to sleep, and the conversation was going on in my head. I couldn't shut it off, so I had to get up and turn on my computer.
But you might be right.
Either way, I'm glad I got up.
K

TALON said...

lol! I loved it, Kay! So fun! And they say from dreams come reality so you never know~ :)

Ella said...

I love your daydreaming poem! So fun....toss me some Shortbread will ya?! ;D
I'm saying Cheers to you creative cuppa and I'll curtsey and bow, lol

Well done and so fun!

Susan said...

Wonderful fun! SO mote it be!

EG CameraGirl said...

You have such a fun imagination, Kay!

Loredana Donovan said...

Hilarious! I really enjoyed this. What an imagination! :)