An Evening I Recall Poem by Melanie Emikohe
An Evening I Recall
I don't forget
the bland porridge we had,
that cold, stormy evening.
No meat added to taste
not enough salt,
And each bowl of share
was a malnourished serve.
I don't forget
that electrifying evening;
we laughed hard
and mocked our state.
Very articulate. Your poetry has style as well as meaning. Take care. Warm regards, Sandra
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5/3/2024 8:27:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Bravo! I had experienced evenings such as these myself! Well written!