Timothy Marshal Nichols

Distant - Poem by Timothy Marshal Nichols

An intermittent conservation
Two ladies
Somewhat aged
In a market café
Beans on toast for two

Quiet words
One admonishing

Omitted words
The younger

The café is almost empty
Tables wiped
Chairs all neat
Waiting to close
On this tranquil late afternoon

One hums a song
The younger

The other scowls
In disapproval

Comments about Distant by Timothy Marshal Nichols

  • Christopher Cariad (5/31/2012 11:23:00 AM)

    This poem takes me to that moment. I couldn't help but chuckle at the very end. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 31, 2012

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