RitualsA Poem by NevilleRituals The daily winding of my late father’s silver
pocket watch who was
never late for anything .. And of
course, the
constant thumbing of loose change,
while watching her
practice Tai Chi in the garden and the
covert pelvic
floor muscle exercises in the
bedroom, which gave
purpose and made her feel special and
wanted .. While I try
to rid myself of the fear of
performing a new embu,
in public, or reading one of my
poems out loud,
at the bar while listening to BBC news on the
telly and then taking porridge for
breakfast .. Unless on
vacation, in which case, let’s make it full
English, with real Danish Bacon .. © 2024 NevilleReviews
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