Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 – July Covid-19 P.A.D. – Day 18
“Leaving A Tip”

“Please seat yourself. Your server will be with you shortly. While you’re waiting feel free to peruse our restaurant. Do you see anything you like? Write a poem about something you’ll find in a restaurant. Animate or not, all is fair game for this prompt. And don’t forget to tip your server!”

Music of Italy backgrounds
the restaurant, adding
ambience. As I wait
for my Caesar Salad,
I gaze at the surrounding
walls. Paintings of Venice,
Florence, and Rome adorn.
Look! There’s the canal,
and see the Uffizi? Remember
when we visited, and tried
to take it in all the breath-
taking art in one night? On
the far wall, the Trevi Fountain
stands glorious, romantic
as day deepens to evening.
Music and art in my Italian
restaurant, bring back
a spectacular vacation. And,
just for a moment, I am there.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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