In the restaurant its just the waiter and I,
While outside the window Vehicles speed by.
“There are a lot of beautiful women outside today”,
He remarks by way
Of conversation.
I drink
My wine and think
About this nation
On who’s empire the sun would never set.
Kipling may regret,
Yet
The sun continues to shine
And there is curry and wine,
While in the street
Multiracial feet
Hurry
Along,
Beating out a more or less harmonious song.
I really like this, Kevin. The format is perfect for the thoughts and words.
Many thanks. I’m pleased you like “Kipling May Regret” and I really appreciate your feedback. Kevin
Well done, Kevin, interesting thoughts.
Thank you, John. I’m pleased you liked my poem. Best, Kevin Virus-free. http://www.avast.com
That’s great. I could picture it.
Thanks Daria, I really appreciate your comment. Best, Kevin
& actually extraordinary.
As I realise the possible insensitivity of my wording.
Your comment isn’t insensative in any manner whatsoever Daria. We live in a visual world and I’m delighted that my words conjured up a picture in your mind. On a slightly different (though related) matter, I often say to friends “see you later” or “see you around”. Such forms of speech are as commonplace to me as they are to sighted persons. Please keep commenting, its always good to have your perspective. Kevin Virus-free. http://www.avast.com