MRS BROWN
My poor ears
were assaulted
so I put on
my coat
( an old grey one)
and slipped
quietly
out of the house.
I walked
slowly,
(no one saw me)
and I whistled
(no one heard me),
and I kept walking;
When I reached
the viaduct,
there was Mrs Brown
(the gossip).
she was wearing
pink night wear.
She was
putting out
the bins
(and looking very cold).
Mrs Brown
looked up
and saw me
and beckoned me
with her bony finger.
I gave her my
‘How nice to see you’
smile;
and she started
talking
and talking.
I mumbled
and nodded
at the right times,
(I’ve no idea what
she was talking about).
and then
she asked:
‘How are you?’
I told her
my prostate
was playing up
(quick thinking on my part)
and I said
‘I need a wee’
(I didn’t really).
Well
it worked
I managed
to get away
and I went back home
(where I slumped in my armchair0
and my wife
(who sat beside me)
started talking about
(guess what),
yes
Mrs Brown
( the gossip).
Michael Edwards © March 2018
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Michael Edwards (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Another photo taken a couple of days ago plus something a bit different - free verse
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Comments8
The Mrs Browns of this world are always out there, they mean no harm but cannot stop talking.
Good fun write Michael.
Aren't they just - thanks Andy.
Oh lol, good write Michael.
Cheers O
Very enjoyable read !
Thanks Resa - I started this some time ago and every time I go back to it I adjust it in some way. Even now seeing it on screen I can see some more amendments - it will probably change yet again should you re-visit.
"She's Mrs Brown"
Yes indeed MIKE they are everywhere !
Even on the Telly "Mrs Brown's Boys"
But I am sure you never watch it !
ANGELA loves it as so many of her
private massage & physio clients
Are just like Mrs Brown & Granddad !
Love the EL GRECO shape of the poem
Love the DAFFS ! Yours as ever BRIAN !
Thanks Brian,. I did watch the very first show transmitted before the series began and laughed my head off, the next one I saw I chuckled, then the next was okay and after that I'd seen them all before and they got boring.
Loved it, Michael!
You have Mrs. Brown and
we have Blanca...once she
gets my attention, she
never stops!
By the way, she’s the one
responsible for all the stray
cats in my mom’s neighborhood!
I enjoyed the read and the
beautiful daffodils!
~Laura~
Thank you Laura
They are everywhere. Being free verse I thought this would be an easy write - but as I said above I kept returning to it and altering it - I've even altered it since I first posted it this morning - think it's about there now - until the next time I look at it !! 🙂
Looking forward to reading it...
although the one posted is
just fine!😊
Lovely....!!Quite beautiful!!
Thanks M
you have to just love them,lol
Don't you just - cheers Ron
Mrs. Brown may be the downside to charming little villages! Where do you go to get away! Loved your new style Michael!
A quiet walk down by the river (mind you we don't have a viaduct in the village - just a disused railway line which is now a wild life sanctuary ) - trouble is with the rain we've had over the last couple of days it's now overflowing so you need wellies or a boat. The trouble is when it rains over a long period it can overflow into the village - never threatened my place as yet and with flood prevention measures now in place it shouldn't be a problem.
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