Boston Beans Brunch at Prado

‘Lost at Prado’

Inspired by brunch at Prado Lounge Café Bar

Egg yolk bursts forth.
Happy vibes for ailing poets.
Smoky beans begging to be seen.
Skins spiced up to tingle
tired has-beens.

Mini-browns, promoted hash,
bunched in old-tin cup,
begging to be free – to be
dipped in sauce –
to be lifted up.

Crisp, crack, crunch –
too few – now gone.


Submerged into
a bucketful of short-gone

for now,
I feel better.

Copyright of text and photographs owned by Jay Cool, September 2018

Published by The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.

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