On hearing the news

'It's all too sad'
she said,
lifting up
some bit of lace
to dab

'More cake dear?'

the surreptitious shrug
of a crumb
which was pounced upon,
devoured

'I simply can't abide'

as he left the room
summarily dismissed
by the sheerest flick

he'd dimmed the light
while he stood
an incumbent schoolboy
yearning to go out
while bad news
was imparted

that was when
he started to grow

'It's just too sad,
I cannot abide.

Would you care
for more?'

Cake wrapped
in napkins,
four corners
neatly squared,
a treat

to make the
bitter truth
a little more
sweet.






Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-06-08 at 13:08

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Esti D-G
Beautiful little pom. Bookmarked with luvestix
2009-06-15


Esti D-G
Beautiful little pom. Bookmarked with luvestix
2009-06-15


Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
Elle...good poem...it takes a loving parent to introduce the kids
to some of the harsh realities in the tough world out there

xxxStan
2009-06-09


M Heathcote
It's like an old Polaroid this poem and it is very much in touch with its subject.
2009-06-08


NicholasG
Our first introductions to the rites of adulthood are foreboding, to say the least. You see well through the eyes of the child in this.
Lovely,
xox Nick
2009-06-08


Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
I felt this from my heart. Thank You. ♥
2009-06-08