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Poetry By Lynn White

A Disappointing Day

If they hadn’t asked her
to smell the nice scent.
If she hadn’t remembered
the scent from before.
There would have been
no screams, no stamping
up and down on the trolley.

The nurse would still
have her cap on
and the doctor would have
no fist or feet marks
on his white coat,
no red hand mark
on his pale cheek.

There would have been
no shock, horror reports
to those who had put away
Red Riding Hood
and were waiting
anxiously for news
of their little girl.

But they did ask her.
They did ask her.

The scent wasn’t nice.
She knew it.
And there was no ice cream
afterwards either.
They’d lied about that
as well.

A disappointing day.

……………………………..

Barcelona Sandals

Standing in the Andorra snow
shivering in our Barcelona sandals.
Glad of a lift down to Foix
as darkness was falling.
And the driver knew a hotel,
Hotel du Centre.
Very grand
and full
of people looking down
long noses.
But the driver knew the owner
who was a kind man,
a nice man.
“So we shouldn’t worry
about the cost,” he said.

A lovely room
and in the morning,
breakfast!
We must eat
the owner said.
Warm bread and jam.
Coffee with hot milk
which tasted sour.
But I don’t like
the taste of milk,
anyway,
so most likely
it was sweet.

And then the bill.
But there was no bill.
“Save it for the journey,”
the owner said,
a kind man,
a nice man,
who believed
the driver’s story,
whatever it was.

A few years later,
we returned to Foix
and went to find
Hotel du Centre.
But it wasn’t there.
No one knew of it.
It didn’t exist.
Did it ever exist?
Did any of it happen?
Or did we somehow
share
a memory
from our
imaginations?

 

 

Poet Lynn White
Lynn White

Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality.

 

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