Sunday morning supermarket
In the pharmaceutical aisle
Examining racked stacked bottles
An elderly gentleman pauses
Pores over indigestion medicine
As if it is the finest of wines
Saturday evening aftermaths
In the depths of darkest autumn
Sold in the largest priciest bottles
He rejects the “Double-Action”
Mulls over Mint or Aniseed
Lo-cost choice a sign of the times
Weekly shopping tornado
In the usual raging hurry
Swoops in to snatch his own bottle
Original Aniseed middle-sized
Wished they stocked the larger vessels
Needs more caution when he dines
Martin A W Holmes, October 2016
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