Like Mary Quant
sister had the look –
groomed in etiquette,
poise and fine dining
while my boyish antics
merited mixology prep
one destined for the catwalk
the other a life of servitude
She was swank,
I was bistro.
(Image from personal collection)
-daya bhat-
Fairy Tales, Micropoems, and Images by Peter Ellis
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All is vanity and a striving after wind, especially in a bistro.
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Lol…there was a lot of vanity involved.
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Loved the juxtaposition and the image created.
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Thanks Heather.
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Welcome.
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I quite like bistro.
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You are too sweet.
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