POET'S WRATH

"Statistically speaking, that was completely unordinary. I checked the charts!"

He said he worked at the bank,
Flogged a high end salary.
Cigar in hand, chest puffed and out,
Face, but always pouting.

She'd turned to me expectantly,
A sweet smile plastered on her face.
"What of you, kind Mallory,
What keeps you busy, outside this Place?"

"When free from worldly shackles,
I'm known to jot a word or two.
Aspiring writer, I guess you'd say,
Sporadic, rare... As pantaloons."

The banker choked into his drink,
And stroked his mustache pensively.
"Does writing put...
Food on the table?
Clothes on your back and...
Jewelry?"

A bit too deep, was my mirth,
"No, sir, it can't compete.
To crunching numbers,
Micro-Finance...
To Banking gen'rally.

My trump card lies, not in my wallet,
But the manner of my tongue.
To your lovely wife, I'd quickly quip,
"You're looking oddly glum...

Madam I think, I have a thought,
A plausible solution.
And since I don't speak currency,
I'll beg for absolution.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Bankers well fed,
We know this is true.
If you ever get bored,
If you need to retreat.
Feel free to just call,
I'll be ready to meet.

Your eyes, oh they glow,
But not as they should.
The makeup is flawless;
Your husband's a tool.
Your beauty is dwindling,
Laugh less than pronounced...
It's clear, my dear,
I can tell at a glance.

The banker wrapped a shaking hand,
Around his wife's curvy waist.
He deftly steered her across the room,
Albeit it was a bit too late...

"Call me!"
~M.Babu~

Author's Note

Negotiations by Blackbirdrose.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Good rhyme and honest words. My kind of poetry.
"The banker wrapped a shaking hand,
Around his wife's curvy waist.
He deftly steered her across the room,
Albeit it was a bit too late... "
The above lines. True to the bone. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[M.Babu]

My gratitude, Coyote!
Always great to hear from you...Thank you sir!
~M.Babu~

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.

[Nastia]

this had me on the edge of my seat smiling

[light and ashes]

Funny and I agree...He is a tool! lol

[jay-lyse]

Loved the imagery and the play in words. My favorite lines: *My trump card lies, not in my wallet, But the manner of my tongue... And since I don't speak currency, I'll beg for absolution*

I can truly imagine a conversation between these three individuals and the facials features of the *banker* as he walking away trying his best to tuck his wife by his side, at the end of the day most women would appreciate heart felt sweet words over hard cold silver or gold. (In my opinion anyway lol)

Great write

[Daisy Moon]

I never have the right words to describe how much I love reading your work. You always leave me speechless...

[M.Babu]

Thanks Daisy! Always puts a smile on my face when you read poetry! It's an honor to know I could make you live through another piece :D.
~M.Babu~

[JayceeC]

This poetic Vignette was quite amusing, but with more than a hint of truth. As the old adage goes, "Money can't buy happiness." Sadly, too many women find our much too late, and to too many old fools believe it and ignore signs of female discontent, until she's already walked.

[M.Babu]

Thank you for your thoughts J.C.! What a time we live in!

[Rachael Lea]

I absolutely loved this. This was a very fun read that I couldn't help but to smile throughout. Very well written as usual.

[M.Babu]

Thanks for the time Rachael! Glad you liked the piece! Brings a smile on MY face.
~M.Babu~

[Cyndy Robinson]

Wonderful poem very well written. The 4th stanza seems a little off to me. I am not sure why. Something in the flow of the 3rd 4th and 5th lines. Or it could just be me, its late here. But a wonderful poem!

[M.Babu]

Hey Cyndy...
I'll give it another review shortly. It was likewise in the wee hours when this piece was conjured!
I'm again, humbled by your time and thoughts. Thank you!
~M.Babu~

[Dayran]

Words like a sabre slashing its way through too much fat ... to get to the heart. Its true that money does matter ... but its the quality of the life that we wish to be assured of. Its certainly more than a doorkeeper to the vault of Midas. A nice dash and spin to the poem.

[M.Babu]

Thanks for the wise words, Dayran.
I was looking to put a comical spin to the current money-over-everything scenario my generation is attached to.
I'm grateful for your time and thoughts!
~M.Babu~

[andrew mitchell]

A clever clever write Boom Boom! Wreaked of class differences and the snobbery associated. well done M.Babu. I enjoyed this to the max!

[M.Babu]

Many thanks for the read Drew!
Glad it communicated more than I thought it was worth!
~M.Babu~