Moyra Donaldson’s Infidelities

Poetry time. It’s been too long since I posted one up, don’t you think?

Here’s a lovely (Via Falstaff)

Infidelities
by Moyra Donaldson

After he’d gone,
she found money in the sheets,
fallen when he pulled his trousers off.
Gathering the coins into a small pile
she set them on the window ledge.
They sat, gathering dust, guilt,
until one day her husband
scooped them into his pocket.
Small change for a call
he couldn’t make from the house.

~ by Sonia on March 27, 2009.