Left Poem
By GC SMITH
A poem left upon a table
the table in a smoky corner
the bartender found it with a tip;
hmm, introducing her to that guy paid off
The poem waxed most eloquently
on the lady’s scintillating conversation,
her pulchritude, laughter, joy de vivre
and to where this fortunate night might lead
The bartender wondered for a short while
one night stand or perhaps more
then shrugged, wiped the table,
and pocketed the tip
Poetry, prose, and other stuff meant for the reader's enjoyment. Web page at: Click here. My novels are White Lightning, The Carbon Steel Caress, In Good Faith, and Mudbug Tales; A Novel in Flashes, wit' recipes. My poetry book is A Southern Boy's Meanderings. CLICKY My webpage:
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