Today's prompt on Poets And Storytellers United is : Luxury
My busybody neighbour
In the habit of giving me solemn advice
From time to time
Asked me once, "What is luxury?"
A broken pencil and notebook in hand.
I said succinctly,
"Well, to own your own exclusive Genie."
She scoffed,
"What 'bout havin' a pair of unassuming wings?
I thought about it and replied, "Not bad.
It'll reduce my travelling cost."
"What about a nest of twigs and waste on the highest branch of the tallest tree?"
I pondered on the package. She added,
"With air, water and light for free...no bill you see. Constructed in simplicity.... maintenance optional absolutely."
I debated over its utility, "What about rain and
sun and snow? How'd you run the show?"
"Oh that!" She looked meditative,
"I guess you've got to rely on feathers and leaves." She shrugged.
"What about food?" I interjected
"Best of the best. We pick and choose."
She boasted.
Unconvinced, I objected rather lamely,
"But I have got no feathers."
She nodded her head sagely,
"That's the problem, you see...
You are not basically meant for luxuries."
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I am absolutely in love with Mrs Crow, and your conversation with her!
ReplyDeleteAlso, I believe this is now one of my favourite poems of all time.
DeleteThank you so much Rosemary. I am delighted.
DeleteMrs Crow is preening
DeleteThoroughly enjoyed this peculiar conversation.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Mathur Sahab
DeleteProfound conclusion wrapped in an enjoyable read.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Penelope. If only the birds and the beasts could speak or we could understand them...
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