Breakfast was torture
Without you.
The kettle refused to boil,
The toaster burnt the bread
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A very heartfelt poem indeed...But sometimes it is best tto enjoy one's own company for a while...Wish you all the best...
yet another amazing poem with such vibrant use of literary devices... it just touched the deepest corners of my heart.. love prashant
Breakfast was torture Without you. The kettle refused to boil, The toaster burnt the bread again a very heart touching and well written poem..well done 10/10
Breakfast was torture Without you. The kettle refused to boil, The toaster burnt the bread again a very heart touching and well written poem..well done 10/10
Sorry Sallie but most can not stand my preference for a haggis and blackpudding sandwich between two toasted crust ends of a loaf followed by a pint of coffee so strong that you need a doctors prescription to drink it. Good breakfast conversationalist thought..Nice line in superlatives.. Sid.
A powerful poem that is loaded with lonliness. I like the concept of the appliances rebelling because of the absence of..
'The milk curdled at the sight of you'...It so beautiful. The power of words!
'The milk curdled at the sight of you'...It so beautiful. The power of words!
Hi Sallie, you have a poetic flow of words...that burst with a visual brilliance. great write..loved it! ! all the very best Jon
Hi Sallie, Just had to tell you that I have been reading more of your poetry. All I wish to say is that it is fantastic and I am constantly impressed by many of your very clever pictures that you paint with words. Regards Paolo
my breakfast is when i woke up in the morning..i felt alive and got the chance to live another day................no more hunger..........
I can see the picture well. But, pain no matter how bitter, is temporary. If he wants to go, let him. He's not for you. Someone will come who will love you for your charm, not your culinary or janitorial expertise.
A great poem but a little subservient on the story side don't you think. The man haters will be crook on you...............just joking
Breakfast alone never seems worth the effort does it I can relate to this all too well But I got a second chance hope you do too
Poignant yet upbeat at the same time. Well it was in the way that I read it! Ez
Aw..... I hope he comes back. I empathise. My cooker blew up and now the microwave has died. They are missing my lover, too. PS Hope your cat has recovered. Love, Fran xxx
You write straight from the heart- no shield, no filters, just honest straight-forward truth served on a poetic plate