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Memories of The Diner

written by: Ken Allan Dronsfield

@KenKadfield

 

A Merry Christmas sign hung flashing;

frosted snowflakes were on the windows.

Two fresh plain donuts sat on my saucer;

smells of bacon and smoke wafted in the air.

Old men coughed at the crowded counter;

the waitress stopped and refilled my coffee.

Flies buzzed to and fro all about the place;

I played at judo trying to chase them away;

some landed on the scads of table crumbs.

An elf on the shelf gawked in my direction;

opening the door, a new customer arrived

fresh air rushed in begging for an inhale.

After finishing my coffee and donut I lit up;

deeply inhaling from my old favorite pipe.

Good memories at Christmas in the diner.

Ken Allan Dronsfield

Ken Allan Dronsfield

AUGUST 2019 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Ken Allan Dronsfield is a disabled veteran, prize winning poet and fabulist from New Hampshire, now residing on the plains of Oklahoma. He is a proud member of the Poetry Society of New Hampshire. Ken has three poetry collections, "The Cellaring", "A Taint of Pity", and "Zephyr's Whisper". Ken was selected as the First Prize Winner in Realistic Poetry International 2018 and 2019 Nature Poetry Contests. He was recently selected as Poet of the Month for Spillwords Press. He's been nominated three times the Pushcart Prize and six times for Best of the Net. Ken loves writing, hiking, and spending time with his cats Willa and Yumpy.
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