Kitchen Table Chant, I Mean Rant

The papers swirl on kitchen table
piled from labors now disabled.
Dish towel wrinkles round a chair,
filthy boa flung with flair.
Roses wilting in a vase,
dying with familiar grace.
Kiddie cups with backwashed juice,
colored pencils running loose.
A plastic bag with dice and cubes,
placemats no one cares to use.
A fruit bowl bulges butternut squash,
oranges, bananas and apricots.
What’s lurking underneath’s begun to rot.
A spirograph box that’s taken a bruising,
some coloring books that no one’s using.
A central candle without a flame.
A chocolate bar that no one’s claimed?!
Post-it notes without to do’s,
an empty tea cup, I love you.
Guess it’s time to straighten up
before I pour another cup.

Day 19 NaPoWriMoToday, Today’s challenge is to write a humorous rant. Thought I’d use the subject matter most handy. Join us in verse.


      1. 😊I’m pleased. Saw this quote last night but couldn’t work it in 44 words. Maybe it adds to yours? “You can’t stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.”
        —Winnie the Pooh

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