Tee Shirt, Avocado and Mountain – Day 20

GloPoWriMo 2019            Prompt Day 20: A talk poem

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Tee Shirt, Avocado and Mountain

 

He arrives at my door bearing gifts; avocados.

But before I can thank him he begins talking

about the Tee Shirt I am wearing. That’s

a collector’s piece he tells me. I’m not sure

if he means me or my Tee Shirt, and awkwardly

we joke. I had one of those he says, but mine was

a shade of salmon. I can’t begin to picture

such a Tee Shirt on this man at my door.

I could picture that Tee Shirt avocado green;

the mountain in the background. My Tee Shirt

is pale blue. There’s something he’s not saying.

 

His Tee Shirt is lost he says. (Is he about

to go home and search through his drawers

I wonder?) Thank you for the avocados I say

and our conversation continues as I invite

him in for coffee. There was something

he wasn’t saying.

 

I can’t stay; we are travelling tomorrow

to visit my brother. I can see something

weighs heavy on his mind and he goes on

to tell me about his brother’s pole house

in a beautiful part of the country. The pole house

looks out on a beautiful mountain. But tears

have gathered in his eyes. He is telling me

he knows his brother will not have long

to look upon this beautiful mountain.

I, in turn, wish him a safe journey.

 

And as he goes I say how sad I am to hear

about his brother. Thank you for coming by

with the avocados was about all I could whisper.

 

Benita H. Kape © 20.4.2019

 

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Coffee

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Coffee

 

The rain has held off –

It will be here by evening.

 

I’m pushing it

stopping, on the way home

at a newly opened Café

on Ormond Road

(when I’d promised myself

that I’d mow all the lawns

before the next

winter showers set in …)

 

Coffee only –

damn good though.

I almost forget

I’m starving:

well, not starved exactly

but no food is served here.

A damn good coffee,

and ambience –

a hum of voices

an excellent venue

for a Poetry Reading.

 

But there is no booze –

 

There’s always a catch

(but we could arrange

for a temporary license …)

 

At least I now know

where to come

for a damn good coffee.

 

And the rain held off –

at least part of that lawn

was mown;  two coffee

and we may have covered

the whole yard: three …

 

and I could have mown

the neighbour’s lawn

as well.

 

Benita Kape © 3.8.2018

MTB: Punctuation and enjambment for “dVerse” prompt

For this prompt, you can either punctuate an existing poem or write something entirely new poem.

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