Expressed Milk

Expressed Milk

A Poem by Ed Tooker
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Comic poem about part of my everyday life, originally on AP and unusually for me not written for a contest....just trying to see how this works

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Speeding along on a three am run to Tesco Express,
only wearing jogging bottoms, crocs and a vest,
radio two's whispering Bob Harris seems over loud,
travelling empty streets devoid of the usual crowd.

Security guard slowly lowers his cuddly comic book,
scans this scruffy Herbert with an appraising look,
his thoughts obvious, he's far too fat to be on drugs,
lack of facial tattoo's separate him from the local thugs.

So this wrecked, hen pecked,
once mother's pride searches for bread and cheese,
all bloodshot night workers eyes and threadbare knees,
looking such a tit in his sad search for Welsh rarebit,
which only with Lea and Perrins brings true culinary merit.

Saucy checkout girl smiles, goodies into carrier bag piles,
the milk of human kindness pours down the aisles,
both members of staff quite rightly do a double-think,
someone better clear that up before it begins to stink.


© 2011 Ed Tooker


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Well that was fun :-) Man, I hate crocs though! Love the last stanza and how the poem leads up to it.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Enjoyable story, the moment well captured, with humour and precision. The milk is everywhere, though a lot better unpasteurised in my humble opinion.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is great Ed, you've captured an everyday scene effortlessly and with finesse, it kept me drawn in throughout until that clever ending. (I love Welsh rarebit - yum)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Nothings right without Lea & Perrins ,although these days I use Reggae Reggae
sce as well,Super poem theme best of luck
Roger

Posted 12 Years Ago


*haha*....Ed? You have really told the tale well. You have an in-built knack of making effective poetry out of seemingly banal everyday life. I wish I could do that but when I go to Morrisons I come out empty walleted not full-mined of poetry *glum*...great poem mate!
Rob~

Posted 12 Years Ago


Nice images Ed, did you tie your feet to your pet crocodiles - I've told you before about that, I'll report you to the RSPCA :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


So that's what three am looks like... It's been a while since I made a run like that. Loved the imagery. Enjoyed the read. God bless.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Very cute. Your descriptions had me picturing this scene in my mind. Great rhyme and flow. Keep on penning.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Ed Tooker
Ed Tooker

Kenilworth, Warwickshire, United Kingdom



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I am 42 year old English guy with a passion for poetry, I also enjoy writing stories for children more..


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