It’s Thursday, so that means poetry with Pam, Teddy and Angel Sammy at Two Spoiled Cats.
There have been a few Poetic Thursday photos that have really challenged me, and this was one of them.
Here’s my poem for this week:
Geisha
My knowledge of the geisha was very small:
it could fit on the tip of a parasol.
But learning new things is a fun thing to do,
so I’m sharing some of my knowledge with you.
Becoming a geisha is quite a process:
learning the arts, make-up and appropriate dress.
Hostessing parties for executive men,
keeping things running smoothly and knowing when
to intervene when a situation becomes tense;
being subtle about it, so no one takes offense.
The geisha are well educated, but can expertly serve tea;
they spend hours at the hairdressers and study calligraphy.
Graceful and confident, beautiful and strong,
they can talk politics, dance or sing you a song.
But there are very few geisha in these modern days,
just those who enjoy learning the ancient ways.
The web-site where I found my information is here. I found it to be very interesting. Thanks, Pam, for expanding my horizons!
~These Days Of Mine~
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