Airy in Malta

Airy in Malta

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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Holiday fun and good old advice from Dad

"
Airy the bar when Adonis breezed in.
Scary the hairs growing dark on his chest.
Wary was I as he brushed past my chair,
looking for someone whose bed he could test.

Champagne was ordered, the best he could buy,
flashing his wallet he toasted my health.
Gleaming the gold on his new Rolex watch,
chatting he boasted of all his vast wealth.

Hand-stitched his shoes, Italian crafted,
polished and white I remembered my Dad.
"Never dear Chrissie consider a man,
in white leather shoes, it's bound to turn bad".

Finished it was before it got started,
one glass of fizz and then I departed.

© 2018 Chris Shaw


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This is different from most of the poems I see on this site. I thought it was creative and well thought out. The second line in the first stanza troubles me a bit because I personally don’t like the word choice of -scary. I don’t feel like it fits with everything else. I like it though!

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you Butters. And if you had seen all that chest hair bursting through a medallion and a pink s.. read more
Butters

6 Years Ago

Lol, I guess so
Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

:))) ...............



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Always listen to ya Dad Chris, my Dad told me that, I don't know how many times ................................ :)

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Yep, listened too much I did. Thank you for finding Malta. It needed an airing.

Chris
Just came across this and thoroughly enjoyed it
You are 'The Man' er, I mean woman!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

Thank you Dave. An oldie which was great fun to write. Pleased to see it having an airing.
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An adult daughter who takes her father's counsel, seriously.
Becoming a genuine societal rarity.
But, of course, this was a fun write; a task at which you
overwhelmingly succeeded.
Clever concept; excellent rhyming!


Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Years Ago

This was so much fun to write and based on fact as well. Thank you for giving it an airing and bring.. read more
The wisdom of your dad probably saved you a lot of grief ahead. White leather shoes? Yuk. :)

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Laughing out loud. Glad you agreed with my Dad's wisdom :)))
A very classy and witty poem Christine. Is it a sonnet perchance. I'm not too keen on strict rules myself and I like the way you've played about with rhymes in this one - the rhymes at the start of the first verse are good. Your conclusion is wise.
Regards.
Alan

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Hello Alan. Never intended it to be a sonnet. Just set out to make a smile or two. Thanks for you ve.. read more
This is different from most of the poems I see on this site. I thought it was creative and well thought out. The second line in the first stanza troubles me a bit because I personally don’t like the word choice of -scary. I don’t feel like it fits with everything else. I like it though!

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you Butters. And if you had seen all that chest hair bursting through a medallion and a pink s.. read more
Butters

6 Years Ago

Lol, I guess so
Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

:))) ...............
Bravo! And great advice I’m glad you took. Loved this! Right out the gate, an enjoyable read.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you. A bit of fun for a change. Can't be serious all the time.

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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