A dinner table at night

The maid had cleared the table
and it was just as well
for, you could cut the atmosphere
with a knife.

Keeping the poise befitting a lady
she tried hard to hide her mood
but so far, it wasn’t working.

Nothing could convince her
through all his smoke and mirrors

His willingness to work so many
hours overtime
The complete change in his character
so cavalier now
He was not at all the man
she’d married.

No,
nothing would convince her
that he wasn’t having an illicit affair
perhaps more than one, maybe two
After all, his patients seemed to
fall for his magnetic charm
just as she had once too.

There was something very different
about him lately
She couldn’t quite put her finger
on what it was, but when she did
woe betide him!
She’d be sure to divorce herself
from this Dr Jekyll and
whatever he was trying to hide.

~*~

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As this artist also painted Robert Louis Stevenson (thought to be while he was in the process of writing the Dr. Jekyll & Mr Hyde story, Although I know it isn’t, I thought it might be a nice twist to have this painting by John Singer Sargent called ‘A dinner table at night’  be about the Dr Jekyll character and his wife.

Shared with Magpie Tales #129 Painter John Singer Sargent

Titanic

The Titanic leaving Southampton

Hundreds stood on the wharf watching
as dock hands carted the last items up the
gangplanks taking them to the ships
many store rooms.

A shiver ran up the boys spine
then chilled him to the marrow.
On each each level, each deck
from low class to the highest
excited passengers crowded at the rail
waving goodbye to friends and loved ones.

The ship weighed anchor
its chain, thick, heavy.
She began to navigate and as
the big ship slowly maneuvered
he was watching the wake
of her stern as she started to
crawl her way out of port.

Everyone else was cheering
but the boy had such misgivings
for, he’d had a premonition
about which he’d refused to think
but it was like a dream linked to this
in which he’d seen the Titanic sink.

~*~

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*The boys is purely fiction.  He was stood watching it all from the wharf.

Shared with The Sunday Whirl #68
Poets United Pantry #109