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Best Tablemate Poems


Beneath the Ball-Park Bench
Black markings shade the space beneath green eyes,
for Friday night means football in these parts. 
The name is Simon, snooping is my art,
my reg'lar seat's beneath two hefty guys.
There's plenty popcorn almost ev'ry time -
bits of sandwiches, chips and pizza parts.
When our team's doing good...

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Categories: tablemate, pets, sports,
Form: Italian Sonnet
Premium Member Dining A' La Carte
"Would you like barbeque chicken,
or country steak with gravy?"
"Uh, huh."
"You want both?"
"Uh huh."
Her tablemate drools, bottom lip
hanging. He stares at his menu,
waiting for someone to take his order.
An aide rolls a wheel chair to the table 
for four. "Stay there!"
Her harsh tone seems inappropriate
for the...

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Categories: tablemate, age, food, life, mother
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Rhea has never had an original idea
This might be a revolting idea a slow-thinking tablemate said.
I rolled my eyes at my cousin Rhea and ate some sour dough bread.
There has never been an original idea in her fluff-frilly head.
Rolling his eyes across the table was her daddy, my Uncle Ed...

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Categories: tablemate, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Monorhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member no wedding cake
She chose wedding colors I was not fond of.
They seemed blah to me – tan, black and gray.
Ugh!
How pretty could the decorations be?
Not very.

What about the foods? I asked hopefully.
What will you serve?
Every table will have a fruit board.
What is that?
Fruit splayed out on a...

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Categories: tablemate, food,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things