Darlene De Beaulieu Poet Free verse

Spilled Coffee

At the shopping mall
Coffee in my hand
Along with a scorn
I choose a table
To enjoy my treat

A loud noise s
is heard
It had startled me
Coffee in my hand
Then landed on me
From my top to slack

A horrible mess
Tried to clean it up
Did the best i could
Stains did not wash off

So spent the whole noon
Shopping in stained clothes
Till i found a new top
Replaced to wear

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Al Juman July 9, 2018 at 9:28 AM That horrible mess is anger I am trying to get rid of. Happens too often so I bought 10 spill proof cups and take it with me like a part of clothing. No one ever complains not even restaurants. Nice write Darlene De Beaulieu July 9, 2018 at 2:14 PM Hello Juman that is a good idea. I think I will bring my f[travel mug with me that way it won't get spilled. have a nice day my friend.

Richard Evans June 10, 2018 at 12:07 PM For me the coffee represents the balance we strive for in our lives and the spill along with what caused it is the irony. Darlene De Beaulieu July 7, 2018 at 6:07 PM Hello Richard I like what you said about spilled coffee. I just wake up when i have my coffee in the morning.Have a nice evening mu friend.

Paul Callus June 7, 2018 at 8:02 AM Not at all a nice experience, Darlene, but these things do happen and they ruin our day. I hope you at least managed to eat your scone before moving on. Regards // paul Darlene De Beaulieu June 7, 2018 at 10:55 AM Hello Paul, are you feeling better from your fall? be careful next time. I ende up getting a new top on sale.yes did have my scone Regards,Darlene.

James Swartz June 6, 2018 at 5:23 PM You turned an embarrassing situation into a lovely poem Darlene. Sorry this happened to you but at least you bought a new top and wrote a new poem about it. Darlene De Beaulieu June 6, 2018 at 5:53 PM Hello James,yes it was embrassing, I did handle it well.I cleaned off as much as I could, then bought a top on sale. Have a nice evening my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu June 6, 2018 at 5:42 PM Hello James,yes it was embrassing, I did handle it well.I cleaned off as much as I could, then bought a top on sale. Have a nice evening my friend.

Jim Joyce June 5, 2018 at 9:22 AM hey..not sure why u can not read the soup mail..everything is turned on and others receive it :)) Darlene De Beaulieu June 5, 2018 at 12:19 PM I will try again.

Jim Joyce June 5, 2018 at 9:22 AM hey..not sure why u can not read the soup mail..everything is turned on and others receive it :)) Darlene De Beaulieu June 5, 2018 at 12:18 PM Okay i will try again.

Richard Lamoureux June 4, 2018 at 6:30 PM Fortunate for you it was not spilled milk. I have heard that spilled milk leads to crying. I’m glad it led to a new outfit, great problem solving skills and a fun poem. Darlene De Beaulieu June 5, 2018 at 8:36 AM Hello Richard, how are you doing? I had no choice but to go on with my day. Thank you for your lovely comment.Have a nice day my frind.

Jim Joyce June 4, 2018 at 10:44 AM lol...nicely done.. making a simple incident into a poem is not easy ..love yur style Darlene De Beaulieu June 4, 2018 at 11:18 AM Hello Jim, thank you for your lovely comment.Your right it is not easy, it happened to me. So I wrote about it. Have a nice day my friend.

Winged Warrior June 4, 2018 at 8:55 AM That's why we spill our coffee...so we can buy new attire lol...lovely write my friend...love & light...^WW^ Darlene De Beaulieu June 4, 2018 at 11:24 AM Hello Winged Warrior, yes that is right. Thank you for the lovely comment. Have a nice day my friend.

Heidi Sands June 3, 2018 at 12:14 PM I can only imagine Darlene. I can relate to this, from spilling coffee on me often lol :) Darlene De Beaulieu June 4, 2018 at 11:29 AM Hello Heidi, it was not pleasant for me. I ended up buying a new top on sale. It was the first time it happened to me. Have a nice day my friend.Thank you for your lovely comment.

Ashley Conte June 3, 2018 at 5:04 AM Nicely essayed! I remember this happening in a formal affair; terrible! Darlene De Beaulieu June 3, 2018 at 9:47 AM Hello Ashley Conte,it is nice to meet you. For me it was awful. I smelled like coffee all afternoon. I hope that never happens again. Have a nice day my friend.

Daniel Turner June 2, 2018 at 10:01 PM I hate it when that happens. I spill coffee all the time. It can be embarrassing at times. A good read:) Darlene De Beaulieu June 3, 2018 at 9:50 AM Hello Daniel, yes I do agree it can be embarrassing, it was for me. i smelled like coffee all afternoon. Have a nice day my friend.

Constance La France June 2, 2018 at 8:13 PM Darlene, a slice from life, I recall once dripping mustard on my top, fun write ~ Darlene De Beaulieu June 3, 2018 at 9:51 AM Hello Broken Wings,oh mustard is worse than coffee. Have a nice day my friend.

Arturo Michael June 2, 2018 at 6:16 PM A bit uncomfortable it was...tell me....what is a scorn...not familiar with it... A coffee spilled evening...Nice one...All the best Darlene Darlene De Beaulieu June 3, 2018 at 9:57 AM Hello Micheal, a scorn is like a tea bbiscuit it is very good. I smelled like coffee all afternoon. thank you for the lovely comment. Have a nice day my friend.