Just A Small Wrinkle

A poem based on a prompt at Three Word Wednesday

Just A Small Wrinkle

Lillian and Hugh live in flat 2B
Everyone says she’s a kept woman
A degree of dependence
that both he and she crave,
and every morning she awakes
with her face rumpled into
the deep wrinkles of the sheets.


Despite a frown that she displayed
in public like jewels, the secret
she kept was rumbled. The man
that she loved, who could crumble
and rumple her heart –
with his smile,
with her smile,
he could make her giggle with joy.
There was a mutual dependence
on each other for a private
exchange of rumbled affections.

Three Word Wednesday: Prompt Words – Kept, Rumple, Dependence

Author: Misky

‘Misky’ lives in the UK surrounded by flowers, freshly baked bread, and always keeps dog biscuits in her pocket for her blind Springer Spaniel. She never buys clothing without pockets. Her work is widely published.

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