It was nice, the Saturday Tea

It was nice
The Saturday tea.
Family sitting around the living room
Scraps of greasy newspaper balanced on our knee
Last week’s news saturated in chip fat
This week’s wellbeing, the cholesterol it’s enemy.
Scraps of batter, vinegar, swimming in a sea of mushy pea
A battered sausage promising dancing tastebuds
A haddock resplendent in its crispy, greasy coat
Chips golden like they’d been deep fried by the sun
Cuisine like nirvana, sliding deliciously down my nostalgic throat.

Hello! There’s a poet in the house!

Hi, My names is Sarah and I am a poet based in Lincolnshire, UK. I love to write. I spend half my life thinking about what I’m going to write and half my life writing it. I also love to write and perform poetry for spoken word and perform regularly at open mic nights, inContinue reading “Hello! There’s a poet in the house!”