2. Madam with ennui


Salut

She is happy in her way
eating biscuits
in her apartment
overlooking Garden City.
There was a time
once
when she sunbathed topless
but that was before
she discovered biscuits pur buerre.

She nibbles quite delicately
so as not to leave a crumb
they call her
Madam
though a ring, she has not.
Avant
she was Mademoiselle
but that was before
biscuits spread her girth

Tonight she will gorge,
vin rouge,
write a poem
about lost love.
she will savour every mouthful,
shed a tear
nonchantly shrug
with a glint
and say
Bonne Nuit

Salut




Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-02-07 at 19:36

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
One desire shifts to another. The stories you tell are always great.
2016-02-13


Bob
You are funny!!
2016-02-07


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
The ennui, did that lead her to eat, or did the two just go together? Well written.
2016-02-07


Ivan R
Joie de vivre! Exquisite, cute, mature, still coquet,
a joy to read and feel*
2016-02-07



she sunbathed topless. that may dangerous for workers on scaffoldings
2016-02-07



La pauvre!
Une mademoiselle qui s'est perdue parmi les biscuits pur buerre.
Mais! ... quelle joie! ... cette lueur aux yeux!
2016-02-07


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
a touch bittersweet, but such is life as one kind of appetite shifts to another.

you write so very, very well.
2016-02-07