FILLING IN TIME

This is another poem from the HWC exercise. They didn’t get any better!

You’ve come by lunch or maybe it’s brunch;

Depends on your cycle of day.

Or is it the night and a time for delight;

Here’s a poem for you, either way.

It will take little time and the words will rhyme,

Once the menu has busied your eye.

It may sound like a song as it glides along

And the food will arrive by and by

Did you choose from the board with the waiter ignored

Or did you read from the book of fine fare?

Are you sitting alone in a world of your own

Or surrounded by friends who just care?

Do you sit inside with a friend by your side,

Or out on the footpath al fresco?

If it’s starting to rain, outside is a pain

And mealtime can become a fiasco.

If you’ve ordered too much and sometimes it’s such

And you’re feeling a bit disingenuous.

Just make time for a swim, or an hour at the gym,

Unless the mere thought is too strenuous.

Are there kids in your group or have you flown the coop

And taken a break for a while?

Are you in for a coffee or chocolate and toffee

Or is pure indulgence your style?

Do you need a jeroboam as you ponder this poem

Wondering why you left the beginning?

Are you felling aggrieved there’s no mission achieved

And reading on isn’t like winning.

Now don’t be too tough this poem’s just fluff

But I assure you it does have a goal

For you read as you wait for your fare on a plate

In some ways it’s filling a hole.

If reading wasn’t done would you be having fun

Or staring or just naval gazing?

Or talking out loud with the Darby Street crowd

And thinking of things quite amazing.

But you chose to look and you’venow have a hook

On how a triquatrian poem has a rhyme.

And if indeed, you read at my speed

You’ve just covered two minutes in time.