NaPoWriMo #10 – celebrate!
When the right-hand side of my family gathers
we clink together delicately like china cups in saucers
like ice cubes in tall glasses of afternoon iced tea
sometimes too sweet
sometimes too bitter
and never for very long.
When the left-hand side of my family gathers
we pack it in like anchovies in the can
like beer in the mug and smoke in the salty air
sometimes too strong
sometimes too loud
and always until the crack of morning.
From the poetry prompt to assess and describe a recent celebration.