Poetic Bloomings’ What’s Your Line

Poetic Bloomings’ What’s Your Line

Le Consulat de Belgique

His arms were too short
to proceed his belly.
His desk, wooden,
and soaked in the aroma
of spiced rum. Mahogany,
I think, nearly black as
his moods were often.
The Belgium consulate.
I was his secretary.

for Poetic Bloomings “What’s Your Line”    © Misky 2020. Image from WikiCommons CC:00

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