Do Try.
Oh tiny flat diaphanous
beauty lying as dead on top
of my coffee.
I never saw you drop
from your first flying journey
right into my cup.
Let me resurrect you
to life with one scoop of spoon
under your silence.
Do try to revive by
flutter of wings when dry you
little slip of a fly.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: July 3rd, 2017 02:42
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Comments5
Good fun write, but any fly who drinks my coffee stands little chance of survival.
Fay, most people just see a fly and get rid of it. You see beauty and a story.
Gives the coffee that certain Musca domestica aroma - some would pay large amounts for that - errrr - but not me.
Good write Fay. I'm more likely to save a spider from a bath it does not want, if I find one in me tub!
A flies sad demise is see & all despite your efforts to revive it.. maybe shoulda landed on ya biscuit...
stirred but not shaken tis truly heart breaken...... bless ya Fay....
Neville
Ha ha - /Thanks for this peek at me trying the lighter stuff - and yes it was true - I did revive the poor wee beastie to fly again for another day........... and I drank the coffee of course........... x
of course.......................... x
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