a birthday celebration
a cork popping
champagne symphony
roses
beautiful fare
beautiful weather
lovely surprises
a long time coming
and appreciated
this annus horribilis
has taken its toll
finally
smiles sunshine
a slice of happiness
for a few precious moments
overnight and over the moon
away with the pixies riding high
spring tipsy'd
her mind fizzing with champagne bubbles
she wrote - revealing her heart to him
in a thank you note
spilling words she swore
would never escape
her inner sanctum
or sneak past her lips
on to a page
next day
waking up
to the blurred late morning light
a techno lit
sign emblazoned
flashed before her eyes
one click
of the send button
is all it takes
to make a complete
fool of yourself
Do a Donald and deny it ever happened.
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of being spring tipsy'd - if only it stayed in that happy middle ground of intoxication!
ReplyDeleteThat champers has a lot to answer for! Nice one.
ReplyDeleteRosey stays overnight!
Haha! How often have I had those moments of over-gratitude when I made an outgoing mail instead of a journal entry? Now I carry my notebook and haven't purchased a smart phone. Call me old fashioned. But I also felt the tenderness of aging in this poem--no laughing matter.
ReplyDeleteovernight and over the moon
ReplyDeleteaway with the pixies riding high
spring tipsy'd
her mind fizzing with champagne bubbles
Love this!! 💖
Ha, I know that feeling. Hitting Send can be risky.
ReplyDeleteThis is great! I love the images throughout it that bring the poem to life.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant, that extra glass takes the do I, don't I hit then send button away. And this made me smile too.
ReplyDeleteDon't drink and write - well, you can write just don't send until the morning light..
ReplyDeleteHahaha yup! Although I hate homework sometimes when sober I have to re-write, revise, or throw away. :)
ReplyDeleteOh, yes, the Send button can lead to terrible regrets. I've pressed it. I know.
ReplyDeleteHaha....Now..what does that say about us MMT?
DeleteOh dear, we all know that one! I learned not to, long ago – and not being able to over-indulge any more helps. :)
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