Gossip drips from the overbite of Mrs. Young “Did you?” or “Have you?” or “I wasn’t sure if….” Eyes behind Sarah Palin style glasses widen Before narrowing, “So inconspicuous” she drones Patsy’s eyes drop from the salacious patter She finds herself not listening, instead watching Mrs. Young’s mouth as words are formed “Heartbreaking” and “puzzling” and “What about the children?” are molded By a tendril of an upper lip magically Forming over enormous incisors Suddenly Silence Patsy hears the echo of an “L” She believes might be the end of “Candle” Confused she looks back into Mrs. Young’s eyes and replies, “Vanilla or Linen scented are my favorite.” Mrs. Young frowns. Without a Word, her black pumps clackety Clack on the asphalt of the School playground, seeking a better listener
Gossip drips from the overbite of Mrs. Young
ReplyDelete“Did you?” or “Have you?” or “I wasn’t sure if….”
Eyes behind Sarah Palin style glasses widen
Before narrowing, “So inconspicuous” she drones
Patsy’s eyes drop from the salacious patter
She finds herself not listening, instead watching
Mrs. Young’s mouth as words are formed
“Heartbreaking” and “puzzling” and
“What about the children?” are molded
By a tendril of an upper lip magically
Forming over enormous incisors
Suddenly
Silence
Patsy hears the echo of an “L”
She believes might be the end of
“Candle”
Confused she looks back into
Mrs. Young’s eyes and replies,
“Vanilla or Linen scented
are my favorite.”
Mrs. Young frowns. Without a
Word, her black pumps clackety
Clack on the asphalt of the
School playground, seeking
a better listener
(the link under my name is this poem on my blog)
THANK YOU for the prompt!