Harverster 12.30pm

Belly ready to burst
like a camels refilled hump.
Senses drowned in salty
seasoned satisfaction.
The older women
chased peas around
their plate
and chewed charred meat
with perfect white teeth.
The men mocked the youth
of today, tutting at each
pulled pint.
And the children the screaming
sweet, soft, skinned children
made everyone smile and curse.

by Not Long Left

Comments (1)

A sweet and comical (I think, unintentional) take on the elderly - of how they admire and yet envy the young. The slow viscosity of the poem adds to its theme and some fine imagery is displayed (...chased peas around their plate...) - K.