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The silver spoon

04 Apr

The silver spoon

Spilling gibberish, drool, and cream

In this morning’s Lobster Bisque

Screamed at him for not

Eating Cheerios in 1% milk

With silverware, or even

A plastic spoon.

(None would have to be polished

Rubbed by servants

And served, to feed

 Your fat reflecting face).

“We are both, growing worthless

In history” fading as it dripped

and slurped from

Puckering lips.

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11 Comments

Posted by on April 4, 2017 in Existential, Poetry, Politics, thoughts

 

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11 responses to “The silver spoon

  1. Singledust

    April 4, 2017 at 5:57 pm

    such contradiction! lovely progression of thoughts over a simple meal event

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  2. Glenn Buttkus

    April 4, 2017 at 6:12 pm

    Inanimate objects need love too; nice gentle rocking of the prompt. I longed for more silverware dialogue.

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  3. jillys2016

    April 4, 2017 at 6:30 pm

    Wonderful! Your poem begged to be read several times before it would let go of me. Demanding things, these little verses of ours! Real joy to read!

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  4. Grace

    April 4, 2017 at 6:47 pm

    I love the voice from the spoon ZQ ~ The opening lines are my favorite ~

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  5. paul scribbles

    April 4, 2017 at 6:55 pm

    A reflective piece on the spoon.

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  6. whimsygizmo

    April 4, 2017 at 10:41 pm

    Sassy little spoon. 😉 Nice.

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  7. frankhubeny

    April 4, 2017 at 11:40 pm

    I liked the first line with the spoon spilling gibberish and drool.

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  8. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    April 5, 2017 at 12:34 am

    Reminds me of being born with a silver spoon in your mouth… not easy being spoon

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  9. kim881

    April 5, 2017 at 2:13 am

    Is that the spoon the dish ran away with? I like the thought in parentheses: ‘(None would have to be polished / Rubbed by servants / And served, to feed / Your fat reflecting face)’. If that’s what the spoon thinks, what on earth could be on the minds of knives and forks!.

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  10. hypercryptical

    April 5, 2017 at 7:12 am

    Love it! I can understand the spoons point of view…I wouldn’t like to be a spoon…
    Kind regards
    Anna :o]

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  11. Shawna

    April 5, 2017 at 6:00 pm

    I love this. Fantastic.

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