Even the Table talks back at me ~ as I dine alone
The cracked plate ~ the upturned empty glass
The stale bread ~ the crossed knife & fork
The stained board ~ no fancy tablecloth or napkins
Empty chairs and an air of gloom and doom
Maybe it's time I got married & started a FAMILY !
Thanks for visiting ~ Comments welcome ~ Love to all BRIAN XOX
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BRIANSODES (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: GOOD MORNING AMERICA ! Please excuse melancholy ~ I am off air on a Field Course for five days so may not reply to comments with my usual alacrity ~ OK ~ Yours BRIAN XOX BUBBLES ALWAYS MAKE ME HAPPY ! COS THIS POEM IS RATHER GREY ~ I'VE PUBLISHED A FUSION POEM "BUBBLES" TO CHEER ME UP PLEASE ADD A BUBBLE OF YOUR OWN ~ THANKS ~ LOVE BRIAN xox
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Family takes the staleness out of life. Safe journey.
THANKS "A" I'll have to give that some thought ! BRIAN
Brian, a sad poem for the lonely hearts club. As I read it, I felt it was also a tongue-in-cheek poem. By the time you return to poetry land, you will have an abundance of marriage proposals so you will not be eating alone in the near future. I enjoyed reading your poem. ~ Sonia
THANKS SS ~ Yes it is a bit tongue in cheek ~ I'll letyou know when I've checked my in-box ~ BRIAN
Welcome back, Brian.
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