Poem -

Short Changed on A Long Greek Island

I gave her three and a half weeks
of a single summer,
she gave me a bowl of green olives ..

We made out, on the beach, in a
telephone booth,
and on the deck of an old man’s boat ..

Not to mention, cheap hotel rooms
and those balconies ..
I thought I would not be lonely again ..

But boy was I wrong, I gave her three
and a half weeks,
she gave me a bowl of green olives ..

I gave her, my number and a promise
in return, she gave me
a bowl of green olives and the elbow ..

 

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Rory McGinlay

Like the usage of the repeated stanza. Also I like the mention of the olives, I couldn't really tell you why, either?

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Neville

.............. Cheers :) 

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Being Me

Ooooh.....  sounds like she broke your heart, Neville. She was obviously not as nice as you thought she was. Summer loving.

Your poetry, as ever, is a pleasure to read x

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Neville

For while back then yes, I felt gutted .. like a freshly caught fish down by the quayside .. Mind you, it wasn't an eternity before I found out there were more fish in the sea .. Thanks for tagging along my friend.. x

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