Off-peak

Mike Bell/ February 6, 2020/ www.mikebellpoems.com/ 0 comments

She always expected holidays
from home [as if a pre-booked
excursion would hoist weights
she wore since prior escapes]
A fortnight’s sunburn [day one]
& then recover – thirteen more!
We walked from rented rooms
to rented sunbeds – later off to
nights of rented booze & Good
food – but not as good as home
cooking – I miss a decent cuppa
Our kids sat abroad on devices
A family respite & memories of
what holiday breaks gave to us
I cannot loosen that weight she
placed on me in our last resort –
She didn’t deny her love for him
as she talked – she lied – abroad

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