The poem entitled The Dust Devil which was written by poet Jannie Breedt. Please feel free to comment on this poem.
Restaurants poems by Harold Pinter
No, you’re wrong.
Everyone is as beautiful
as they can possibly be
Particularly at lunch
in a laughing restaurant
Everyone is as beautiful
as they can possibly be
And they are moved
by their own beauty
And they shed tears for it
in the back of the taxi home
The Dust Devil
Loneliness the circles
In which the daydream never ends
I wish you’d go away those times
So I could find you once again
Perhaps a hole-in -middle whirlpool
The nothing that ever stays
A fist of clenching handful
A farmer begging God for rain
A plague of desperation
No welcome needs around
The sideway glance of people
As if you were a paedophile
An intrusion of their selfish plans
A car with a one way steering wheel
Thats always headed home
A dust devil with nowhere else to go
A ship that wayward stranded
Marooned on a broken beach
A schoolroom devoid of students
And theres nothing else to teach
Sitting so low in the restaurant
Furtive glances all eyes on me
I walk through them, they look through me
I’m a drive-thru KFC
Her virtue were her beauty spot
But she drove the rain to tears
Eating chicken in the parking lot
She didnt fit with all my fears