A Martinet Poem by Margaret Alice

A Martinet to keep me sane, showing
the way while I play on the rainbow,
painting glitter glue on forms and lists,
burying statistics; Martinet compiles
budgets and buys the moon, its pearly
gloss showing me a beauty in reality
I never knew before, he shakes his fist
fighting dragons; creates a way for
dreams to flow, a Martinet needs to
see glow-worms at night also, I take
his hand, lead him into the night, show
him the lovely life he made, his bright
smile my recompense, his happy
laughter my delight…

-Wordsmith-
Martinet - noun: A strict disciplinarian. After Jean Martinet, an army officer during the reign of Louis XIV in France. He was a tough drill master known for his strict adherence to rules and discipline.