Bespoke the Tailor

A short, whimsical piece playing with the English language

Bespoke the Tailor

Bespoke the Tailor trims his cloth

As best befits the wearer's mood,

With shining shears, but most of all -

Sartorial exactitude

"A-hem!" he coughs and sews a stitch,

His nimble needle stabs the air;

For all to see his handiwork,

Invisibly he mends a tear

A deft tuck in a dining suit,

A nip, a flap, a crimp, a pleat,

Lapels pressed so impressively

(And ample widening in the seat)

As master craftsman of his trade

He measures up in every inch

And though he shapes a costly cut -

His clientèle don't feel the pinch !

Author's Note

All comments gratefully accepted. This was one piece I was working on as part of a short series on the shops on an English high street.

Reviews

[mattavelli]

Hello, MW833! :)
This has great rhythm; compels me to sit up straight while reading it. Haha
You've written a lot of life and personality into your character. I enjoyed watching him work. Thanks for sharing.