ReadWritePoem prompts us to listen to the first thing someone says to us and write a poem around it. This is what my husband said to me this morning.
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He walks downstairs
and goes into the kitchen
to make coffee
and notices a new striped
cutting board. “Did you buy
a new cutting board?”
“Yeah, it’s from Avon.
I had to buy something.”
“Couldn’t you just
give her some money
each time so we wouldn’t
end up with all this crap?”
I laugh, he continues
to make his coffee,
then comes into the living
room and turns the TV on
to his fishing shows.
I write a poem.
4 comments:
Good poem. We each have different definitions of "crap" don't we. A fishing show is certainly crap as far as I'm concerned.
Down to earth situation that becomes the subject for a fun poem! And love the "subtle"? tongue-in-cheek parallel between cutting board and fishing!
Haha! Love it :)
Oh yes, this is well done. I can only imagine how much "crap" he's accumulated...perhaps lots of fishing gear. In any event, nice portrayal of how we get along in our parallel and intersecting worlds.
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