AFTER FRIENDS HAVE BEEN, A POEM

 

 

Under the table lies a cork

and there,

in the corner;

carelessly kicked off shoes.

 

 

 

Wineglasses stand around

with tired sediment-smiles,

while the crumbled biscuits

are swept away.

 

 

 

As I think back on the

tales that we shared,

and the laughs that we had …

 

                                   egad!

I just remembered;

I forgot to serve the bloody cake!

 

 

 

©Cindy Taylor 2008

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12 thoughts on “AFTER FRIENDS HAVE BEEN, A POEM

  1. Delightful! If I were still teaching, I would ask your permission to use the smiling wineglasses as a lovely example of a transferred epithet. It beats “lying on my restless pillow” anyday!

  2. Lovely post Cin!

    I SO love that I can see all your pics now! I know I’ve said that before, but it really does make a huge difference to how much one enjoys the post 😉

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