A Reality Sandwich and An Ice Cold Existential Beer

30 Mar

ashland, new hampshire—

two in the afternoon

a burger with a thick slice of onion,

mustard on the side

and a cold bottle of beer.


looking out a large pane window,

everything from where I sat

looked fine.

you pass by noticed,

i nodded with a smile.


and you


looked away

and everything disappeared.



not of course,

my sandwich.


just an old flame

puffed in a white cloud of history,

dowsed by another sip

of an ice-cold beer.


Rev:2013/2019  Vol. II ~ Love: Hot Water, Crackers, & Ketchup  Soup~




Posted by on March 30, 2019 in Existential, Love, New Hampshire, Poetry, Zen


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16 responses to “A Reality Sandwich and An Ice Cold Existential Beer

  1. positivenudge

    May 9, 2019 at 5:57 am

    ❤ just an old flame
    puffed in a white cloud of history,
    dowsed by another sip
    of an ice-cold beer.


  2. Magaly Guerrero

    March 31, 2019 at 11:05 pm

    Now every sandwich and every beer will bring back that flame.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. oldegg

    March 31, 2019 at 9:30 pm

    Most of the old flames that cross my path are quite happy to chat and be friends regardless of our history all those years ago. Perhaps that is because most break ups were not acrimonious.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Kestril Trueseeker

    March 31, 2019 at 8:04 pm

    That one beer might not be able to douse the residual smouldering from that old flame. Only time can do that.

    Liked by 1 person


    March 31, 2019 at 6:24 pm

    This was fun. I’m glad you still have your sandwich.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Myrna

    March 31, 2019 at 5:43 pm

    Such a rich human moment. We’ve all had one of these and you depict it perfectly.

    Liked by 1 person

  7. sanaarizvi

    March 31, 2019 at 1:12 pm

    ….puffed in a white cloud of history is quite apt and is a better conclusion when it comes to old flames 😊

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    March 31, 2019 at 12:00 pm

    I wonder if it’s a good idea to meet an old flame at such a point… maybe she was wise enough to know that.

    Liked by 1 person

  9. Sherry Blue sky

    March 31, 2019 at 11:56 am

    Oh weird. I thought my first comment had disappeared, then both popped up.

    Liked by 1 person

  10. Sherry Blue sky

    March 31, 2019 at 11:55 am

    I am smiling too, and thinking that the burger and beer may have seemed perfection, before the old flame passed by. Then a bit different after. I enjoyed the dousing of the feelings with the beer. I know the feeling.

    Liked by 1 person

  11. magicalmysticalteacher

    March 31, 2019 at 9:48 am

    The moral of the story is probably something like this: Beer is better than an ex!

    Liked by 1 person

  12. Rall

    March 31, 2019 at 9:26 am

    Oh…such is life. Some don’t want to be reminded of the past and even worse some don’t even remember. Enjoy the burger and beer 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  13. dsnake1

    March 31, 2019 at 9:12 am

    i can’t stop thinking about that cold bottle of beer.
    ah, old flame, fires us up once a while…
    glad to read you again. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  14. gillena cox

    March 31, 2019 at 8:41 am

    Luv the juxtaposition of the here and now and the fleeting memory.
    The sandwich won in the end lije the proverbial bird in the hand 😊

    Happy Sunday to you


    Liked by 1 person

  15. Sherry Blue sky

    March 31, 2019 at 6:04 am

    Ah, those old flames that pop up from time to time. Such a difference in how perfect burger and beer are before she passes, and the sudden deflation after, right? Sigh. Love bites! Smiles.

    Liked by 1 person

  16. skipmanning

    March 31, 2019 at 4:34 am

    Thanks Another big smileAn Ashland NH sandwichand humilityServed with a frostyMaybe an old memorypassing in a poof.skip

    Liked by 1 person


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