Free verse № 152329
Melancholy Tart
After dinner -
reclining sofa-shaped
draping thoughts
invade the spaces
left bare by
sustenance
I sigh -
remain focused
on the middle distance
barely aware
of my sonâs insistence
his constant mentioning
of something sweet
A treat â
âI feel a little melancholyâ
I whisper
to no-one in particular -
the boy hears
with those hopeful ears
âIs that a cake?â
he asks â
I shake my head
âNo, itâs a vegetableâ
an inattentive answer
but - incredibly
he wonders
if itâs kinda like
sweet potato pie!
2 comments
Metrically I'd change 'remain' to 'stay', and maybe tweak the third stanza. Perhaps:
"I feel a little melancholy"
(whispered to
no-one in particular)
..."
etc.
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