It's Still Life

A Bit of Lunch with My Cousin

A piece of me came to visit,
a genetic piece — my cousin.
We shot the breeze over lunch.
Fish and chips
by the seaside,
Bank Holiday Monday.
Weather poured down on us,
and the wind howled fury —
my hair tangling in
ketchup and chips.

My cousin from America spent the past few days with me. Lovely visit. I miss family, miss sharing those sorts of moments. Makes me so happy that he made the effort to stop by and spend some time with me. And I took some poetic license with regard to the weather in this piece – yes, it was very windy but the rain didn’t arrive until today, so I’m glad that his visit wasn’t a complete wash-out by the weather. Written for dVerse Poets, Quadrille #10, include the word “Breeze”.