Treasure Island

douglas scotney

(boomer / Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide)

After Your Visit


I wished I hadn't returned your two ice packs
When I realized my missing one
Was probably in your Esky.
'I'll be able to make do', I thought,
'I've still got one big one that lasts all night,
Two small blue ones,
And the softpack that stays hard
Beyond all expectations.'

Today will be the big test:
41degrees, they say.
Though surprisingly cool this time of day.
Perhaps I'll find that ice pack
Somewhere you put it that I wouldn't.
Like the colander
In the saucepan in that cupboard instead of
In the salad bowl in the frypan in this!
I'll say, 'O, there it is.'
I won't set out on an expedition to find it
Like I did with the 2012 Symphony program
Only to find it the second time I looked in the same spot.

The big one, the two blue ones,
And the softpack should be enough.

Submitted: Saturday, December 31, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, July 18, 2012
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  • Danny Draper (3/20/2012 3:19:00 AM)

    They should be indeed, and yet if we looked with a casual resignation, there could be no substance in the expectation of exentricity in the random doings of others, let alone ourselves. (Report) Reply

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