Poetry Corner

Arwen flounces off

Photo by Kim Sanderson
Arwen Flounces Off

Her tantrum all but blown out
Arwen flounces off down the street.

Must be one of those people who grew up 
around the slamming of doors,
the issuing of threats
and the stamping of feet.

Me, I like the quiet.
Nights in, wine open
and the blowing of the diet.
Thoughts meandering,
pen in hand, music playing.

Harry Gallagher

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