POET'S WRATH

"Statistically speaking, that was completely unordinary. I checked the charts!"

He said he worked at the bank,
Flogged a high end salary.
Cigar in hand, chest puffed and out,
Face, but always pouting.

She'd turned to me expectantly,
A sweet smile plastered on her face.
"What of you, kind Mallory,
What keeps you busy, outside this Place?"

"When free from worldly shackles,
I'm known to jot a word or two.
Aspiring writer, I guess you'd say,
Sporadic, rare... As pantaloons."

The banker choked into his drink,
And stroked his mustache pensively.
"Does writing put...
Food on the table?
Clothes on your back and...
Jewelry?"

A bit too deep, was my mirth,
"No, sir, it can't compete.
To crunching numbers,
Micro-Finance...
To Banking gen'rally.

My trump card lies, not in my wallet,
But the manner of my tongue.
To your lovely wife, I'd quickly quip,
"You're looking oddly glum...

Madam I think, I have a thought,
A plausible solution.
And since I don't speak currency,
I'll beg for absolution.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Bankers well fed,
We know this is true.
If you ever get bored,
If you need to retreat.
Feel free to just call,
I'll be ready to meet.

Your eyes, oh they glow,
But not as they should.
The makeup is flawless;
Your husband's a tool.
Your beauty is dwindling,
Laugh less than pronounced...
It's clear, my dear,
I can tell at a glance.

The banker wrapped a shaking hand,
Around his wife's curvy waist.
He deftly steered her across the room,
Albeit it was a bit too late...

"Call me!"
~M.Babu~

Author's Note

Negotiations by Blackbirdrose.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Good rhyme and honest words. My kind of poetry.
"The banker wrapped a shaking hand,
Around his wife's curvy waist.
He deftly steered her across the room,
Albeit it was a bit too late... "
The above lines. True to the bone. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[M.Babu]

My gratitude, Coyote!
Always great to hear from you...Thank you sir!
~M.Babu~

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.

[emmajoy]

'.. To crunching Numbers, .. Micro Finance... To Banking gen'rally.- - My trump card .. Lies,.. not in -- '
What a slow, considered walk to the wonderful stanzas before the close.. Not saying more, other reviewers need to make their own discovery! You're erudite and witty., plus, use prose and rhyme very well. Bravo!

[M.Babu]

I really don't know what to say Emma, aside from be blessed! A writer of your caliber, enjoying the piece is uplifting. Such vain creatures we are - but this one is all the more overjoyed. Again, many thanks!
~M.Babu~

[emmajoy]

A truth and a pleasure. :)

[Bear]

I really enjoyed the poem and the poem in a poem was brilliant, and I am still smiling about the ending, I don't have the number so I can't make a call so I am sending you this message, Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!

[M.Babu]

I'm absolutely humbled by this Bear. Really.
The applause is at the very least encouraging.read moreI'm absolutely humbled by this Bear. Really.
The applause is at the very least encouraging.
~M.Babu~