Friday night
at the local
Mama’s
ordered pizza
garlic and basil
mozzarella cheese
crowd of youths
filled the shop
after the game
empty belly
loud voices
excitement
the counter
full of tickets
waiting
the kitchen
staff worked
non stop
prepping
baking
washing
all the pizzas
finally served
time to go
wee hours
a new game
has began
This poem was written given a prompt from Writers Unite!
Image is free use—Image by Dylan Mullins from Unsplash.
table set for two
satin tablecloth
polished glasses
bubbling curry
on the stove
fragrant spices
candlelight
filled the room
casting shadows
the flame flickered
sudden darkness
anticipation
no visual stimuli
only the tongue
for discernment
the dish arrived
the smell the taste
delicate combo
flavorsome
satisfying
filling
then the dessert
and drinks
served in the dark
all polished off
happy belly
questions arose
ingrediencies
revealed
in the light
only then came
the reaction
a frog allergy
first encounter
succinct introduction
promise of more
all arranged
high hopes
will this be the one
at the table now
one talking
the other nodding
until the topic
of procreation
suddenly a pause
a blush of uncertainty
human kids will not be
on the agenda
no rejection
no prejudice
relief and ease
childfree for life
made by choice
not by circumstance
date that turned into
lifelong companionship
unencumbered
an unusual sight
mind taking a flight
into the space
behind the face
stillness of an ocean
awareness in motion
between each breath
chance of death
view outside the eyes
impressions that arise
aiming to give meaning
generalizing screening
birthing of new ideas
might be no panacea
for having loving heart
beats being smart
