Table talk...
Lunch - at table -
listen near -
crisp thoughts
bouncing
in each
ear...
Take a moment
to digest -
as the thoughts -
in words
digress...
Some are tasty -
tender - fresh -
others dull -
and some
distress...
Table talk -
forth and back -
bites the air
and spits out
facts...
Spoon the drama -
juicy chew -
taste the talk
and drink
anew...
Joy Weare,
15th November, 2009.
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