The roaring blender
The fresh vegetables
A nice dessert
Sweet and sour
All were ready to pour

It was a long conversation
Ticking clock

I looked at the papers
Signed and silent
All done
I am done

Small quiet room
Fridge in the corner
Goodbye to an old dishwasher

At 9 o' clock on Friday night
The snow was rushing down

a kiss goodnight
a whisper as I closed the window,

"I'll remember this for the last time"




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Sun 17th May 2020 14:17

Thank you so much MortimerBlooming!

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Sun 17th May 2020 14:16

Hell yes, absolutely Po! Thanks for your time to read my poem.

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Sun 17th May 2020 12:58

The dreaded D word.

Is there life after?

Hell YES!



Sun 17th May 2020 12:56

The feeling of emptiness even in a home filled to the brim with family and loved ones is a feeling I have felt often, there's a sad but soothing melancholy here, its beautiful

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