Thursday, August 09, 2012

Splash du Jour: Thursday



Yes. Nice try. And I was born last night in a barn!
He lifts the two end tiles -- The word means yarn,
she pleads, slapping them back. Having none of it,
he grabs her wrists, saying, Where is the fun of it
if you keep inventing stuff like this?
She pouts,
reaching for the dictionary. Listen, he shouts,
If you think I'm conceding six points for your 'd'
landing on the triple letter score, you're crazy!

He turns away as she holds the page up to his eyes.
Be happy with your five letters. Do you realize
you've won the last two games?
Leaving the book
open on the table, she allows him this second look.
But he folds the board. And as the tiles clatter
so does her heart, in as many pieces, shatter.
She runs away, and the bedroom door is slammed,
as worsted stares back at him. Well, I'll be damned.

-- © Ciprianowords, Inc. 2009 --

Have a great Thursday!



Jeane said...

That's just great. I love playing scrabble and my husband is always challenging me about making up words! whereas he really does invent words not knowing if they're real or not, ha ha!

Cipriano said...

Thanks for reading my poem Jeane, and your nice comment. I love Scrabble, too -- and I love making up utterly stupid words, but just for a laugh, not for actual deception. In the "actual deception" department, I just cut to the chase and add unearned points to my tally sheet!

Nikki Steele said...

That made me feel the awkward air of that room just reading it. Shows so much about the relationship in so few words. Great!

Merisi said...