karen sinclair

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Mavis And Beryle.... Refined - Poem by karen sinclair

Mavis and Beryl
(a couple of war wives out the front of their houses)
(Please note fag is cigarette and aye is yes)

So whilst the golden fire displayed nature in her prime
And oak trees stood proud and good in a regimental line
Dancing silhouettes tinkered, creating a wondering swaying scene
Mavis clad in rollers, upon her mop, she had chose to lean

A smelly fag she held in hand as a lady at a ball
Dreaming of Sherry and taffeta, turning the heads of all
Fingers extending as though she were the aristocracy
When up popped Beryl the girl next door
'Dya wanna a cuppa Tea? '

Mavis took a puff, then a breath, then left her world of mind
Said 'oh aye duck, I'd like that'
'you are so very kind! '

She stubbed it out, laid her mop then trotted up the path
Round to Beryles for a cuppa tea and a
Ruddy good laugh!


Comments about Mavis And Beryle.... Refined by karen sinclair

  • (11/6/2013 12:33:00 PM)


    A beautiful surface simplicity overlays tragic meanings which themselves are mollified by fantasy and the humdrum.
    Autumn of golden fire, oak trees and dancing silhouettes as war, soldiers and the dead as background to two humdrum lives and fantasy which relieves them. A clever poem perfectly constructed.
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  • Bri Edwards (3/10/2013 1:19:00 PM)


    i like it. i enjoy poems portraying everyday events, and written with words and sentences i can understand.
    the explanations enclosed in () at the beginning are nice for people such as this american; i HAVE
    heard of that use of fag before, but i have more commonly heard it used to refer to a gay man in this
    country. (i suppose mavis could have been holding a smelly gay man in her hand; no offense meant towards
    gays of course; i'm just trying to be funny)
    i was a bit unclear with the section i pasted below:

    So whilst the golden fire displayed nature in her prime
    And oak trees stood proud and good in a regimental line
    Dancing silhouettes tinkered, creating a wondering swaying scene
    Mavis clad in rollers, upon her mop, she had chose to lean

    i thought the mop referred to mavis's head of hair in which she had
    rollers, which left me wondering what she was leaning on;
    sometimes i have heard head hair referred to as a mop. if
    it was a mop (for cleaning a floor) that mavis was leaning on (as a later
    line seemed to indicate) then i THINK the comma should be removed
    from the following poem section....pasted below:

    upon her mop, she had chose to lean

    thanks for sharing karen. and thanks Brits for helping defeat the axis powers
    shortly before i was born. bri
    p.s. i have not read the original poem to which danny draper refers below
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  • Hamid Negah (8/31/2012 3:29:00 PM)


    very nice and enjoyable, i loved it. (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (8/24/2012 10:23:00 AM)


    And a ruddy good laugh is your poem - excellent, much enjoyed the read. So true to life. (Report) Reply

  • Knight Fizzstorm (8/23/2012 4:58:00 PM)


    Sharp tipped and very enjoyable Lady Sinclair. (Report) Reply

  • (8/23/2012 6:23:00 AM)


    I liked the old version, but this is even better. A slight poetic sanding and even better. The daydream and the reality both a distraction but one with tea and a chat. Good stuff. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, August 22, 2012



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