From A Hotel Balcony Poem by Neil Crawford
From A Hotel Balcony
Kitchen assistant in white cap and coverall,
powder blue pinny, clicky clacky catering clogs,
is late...again.
Drumming down the back steps she stops
and, confident that no one sees...
adjusts her knickers.
Wiggling her ample hips like a belly dancer,
before darting indoors,
excuse prepared for indulgent chef.
Friday, March 23, 2012
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4/26/2024 7:38:35 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A funny and engaging vignette, paints a lovely picture.