My Irritations, Aggravations and Inspirations

June 22, 2011 “soup on sunday afternoon”

soup on sunday afternoon”

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she

sits at the table in a dream

sleepy-eyed

snugly wrapped

against winter’s brrrrs

her face

behind a veil of steam

rising from a bowl of hot soup


he

sits opposite her with a gleam

satisfied

night-capped

his eyes steady on hers

his face

peers through her veil at a dream

as he asks if she’d like some more soup

 

she

sighs

and grins a knowing sheepish grin


he

sighs

and smiles a lazy loving smile

 

she

has more of his soup


he

has more of her

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©tlh 6/22/11

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4 responses

  1. Brilliant end to the poem.

    June 22, 2011 at 5:45 pm

  2. DiamondsAndDogs

    Lovely, intimate, and tender. Well done!

    June 22, 2011 at 6:43 pm

  3. Lovely, and a bit melancholy.

    June 26, 2011 at 10:19 am

  4. superb…
    keep writing.

    June 27, 2011 at 8:11 am

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