Martin Swords

Rookie (9th December Nineteen Fifty / Tiglin, Wicklow, Ireland)

Breakfast For One - Poem by Martin Swords

Breakfasts were special.
Two plates.
Two eggs.

Cup and saucer.
Egg and spoon.
Salt and pepper.

Kind people ask.
I cannot tell.
There are no words.
At breakfast

One plate is lonely.
The egg is spoiled.

No pepper.
I never liked it.

Only the salt is set.
Only the sharp taste.

Martin Swords
April 2008

Comments about Breakfast For One by Martin Swords

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (1/18/2016 1:34:00 PM)

    A painful truth in your poem is much enjoyable. (Report) Reply

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  • (7/25/2009 3:35:00 AM)

    This is superb, Martin. There is so much pain lurking between the lines. I particularly like your last line. A fine example of 'less is more'. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

  • Adeline Foster (6/8/2009 12:25:00 PM)

    Succinct and to the point. Descriptive beyond portrait.
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  • (6/6/2009 3:15:00 AM)

    I agree with Fay totally, all the way to... an unforgettabable read. Thank you for sharing :) (Report) Reply

  • Fay Slimm (11/16/2008 12:56:00 PM)

    So simple, such paucity of word, and all carefully chosen for the effect wanted. A sad and lonely statement... an unforgettable read. (Report) Reply

  • (10/2/2008 10:46:00 AM)

    So sad, so lonely, so beautiful.........we are meant to live in pairs. alana (Report) Reply

  • (8/30/2008 1:59:00 PM)

    Its some times nice to have breakfast alone, vut not all the time. a nice poem (Report) Reply

  • Donall Dempsey (8/30/2008 7:32:00 AM)

    Very powerful poem made even more so by its perfect compostion and almost painfully quiet understatement. Very moving and almost unbearable with the might of what isn't with what is. Simple chilling imagery that delinetes the loneliness with painfully precise detail and the sharp tang of loss. Perfect poem.

    love Donall Donall
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 23, 2008

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