Over A Cup of TeaA Poem by jen -- JGthe grapevine spills it all in the local tea room.
OVER A CUP OF TEA.
I thought I’d sit and write a poem Or anything else for that matter But all I did was sip tea and eat While listening to other folk’s chatter.
They talked about the weather And husbands, wives and kids Moaned about public transport And with twitchy smiles confessed They "really hated the boss, their job and wished that they could quit."
The lady in brown, twittered like a sparrow "That car is a bother, It wouldn’t start and when it did, it just stopped . Three times, three times this week I wish I could just leave it in the creek" she nodded twittering away to no one in particular.
Two well-dressed women sat at the table next to mine and the older one leaned forward with a glint in her eye, "You know I’m not one to gossip dear, but have you heard young Sally’s pregnant! Yes, it’s true , you know I don’t lie it just isn’t right, she’s only sixteen and not a husband in sight And did you hear about Tommy? Well, I ask you. I always thought there was something queer about that boy , Yes dear, it’s his complexion, he’s always looked pale But now, he is very ‘ghost like; I heard he’s been sniffin glue Really! What’s that you say, he’s just come out of jail . Drugs, was it. Well I never! Mind you I always said he was a silly boy but drugs" and she bobbed her head and muttered into her tea cup.
A high pitched voice cut through the clatter like a hot knife sliding through butter "Mary left John! What are you talking about.?" They were at the counter behind me, waiting to pay A blonde was giggling, beginning to sway Beside a red head swathed in a tight mini skirt And then she spoke up with an all telling smirk "Well, every one knows she fancied his brother. the red head chipped in " she was telling her mother That John wasn’t right in the head, that he’d rather cuddle his old teddy in bed Then nodding and smiling they paid their bill Then got in their car and drove up the hill.
But think of the news that came my way Just sitting and sipping like time didn’t matter And keeping my ears peeled for other folks’ chatter
ã Jen-JG 2006
© 2008 jen -- JGAuthor's Note
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5 Reviews Added on April 7, 2008 Last Updated on September 21, 2008 Authorjen -- JGMelbourne, AustraliaAboutI enjoy reading, writing and watching movies. There are two adorable cats in our household who give us much pleasure. i enjoy writing poetry of most kinds, rhyme - open verse - and often anything a.. more..Writing
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