I dream of the kitchen cupboards
smashing against your head,
and I cannot stop smiling.
You, falling from me so forlorn,
as the wood connects with
that round shiny ball, your head.
Kitchen Cupboards
Category: Poems for the Home
You Haven
The toilet seat holds all of your secrets, keeping them silently.
A friend to no one, yet useful for all: your haven.
Sitting upon your throne of bliss, you ponder the mysteries of the universe as ideas awaken: you come alive.
The room spins,
your mind is alive;
one with the seat.
Poems for the Home Explained…
Poems for the Home is a collection of my rather more “interesting” poems. I am constantly inspired by the absurd and funny. After sitting on my lounge chair thinking about a concept I coined while watching shows, which I call “horizontal lounge-chair enthusiasm“, I started writing about kitchen utensils and saucepans.
C & K 