Roland Jury

Change In The House

Woops, I’m in the sin-bin again!
What was it this time…?
Ah yes, I’ve tripped over the skirting board
And landed with my head in the bolognaise.
And as I stand there, tomato-mopped - just like
The old times - I see you
Irritable and unfunny
As if you’re not watching me, or who
I used to be.
I’m no different. I’ve done this before.
And after I’d have-had-you
On the kitchen floor.
You’ve changed.
Or short-changed us a laugh or two.
Do I love you anymore?

Poem Submitted: Friday, October 23, 2009
Poem Edited: Friday, October 23, 2009

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Comments about Change In The House by Roland Jury

  • Roland Jury (10/23/2009 2:04:00 PM)

    Thanks for the nice comment by the way.

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  • Roland Jury (10/23/2009 1:55:00 PM)

    The Italians spell it 'bolognese', but the French spell it differently: 'bolognaise'.

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  • Jack Williams (10/23/2009 12:46:00 PM)

    Nice poem but check the spelling: it's 'bolognese'.

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