01 August 2008

Thanks For Breakfast


Life’s rewards don’t come post-scribed
with an indicative afterword; there isn’t
a simple way to infer whether by being
singled out one earns a claim to either
notoriety or fame. It’s a bizarre leap of
faith to see such irony as justice paid –
indeed, misgivings linger longer than
a measure which the pleasure brings.

Today’s gesture said life’s rewards don’t
mean instant or necessary gratification –
can be misinterpreted; leastways that’s
the accolade from a hen who delayed
departure while all the others noisily fed,
– as if to say: hey, thanks for breakfast!
© 20 June 2008, I. D. Carswell