Something made me pick the new flavour over the old
My hand hovering over the supermarket shelf suddenly felt bold
A rush of hipster-rebel-hedonist coursed right through me
I placed it in my basket, poking out, so others could see
“Oh, so you’re trying the new one?” the checkout lady keenly observed
“Yep” I replied, and smiled , chuffed that she’d glimpsed my dash of verve
“You only live once” I quipped, as I placed it next to the sausage rolls
And then walked out, to return to my introverted world
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Author:
Jeremy Leach (
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Trying something new may be surprisingly good.
Andy
Good write J.
Sou
Good write J.
Sounds quaint, as in 'Oohh, yes, I'm gonna be adventurous; I'm gonna try cheese and onion crisps today, instead of plain ones! heehee.
Thanks for the kind comments. Yes, that was the type of 'adventurous' I was trying to portray :). I think it was inspired by overhearing someone saying 'Live a little' the other day !
Brilliant!
I love the slice of life truism, feel
of this poem
'quirky' need not require face paint
or 'Flamingo' shirts n shorts, lol
thank you!
this was a massage of a read after a long week
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