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Kitchen Shelf
by Michelle M Mead

Saturday, August 13, 2011
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Inspired by a painting of the same name by Javier Mulio. Can't seem to find the one to match this poem. :(



It all made some sort of odd sense until then,

until the wine glass sat beside the red mug,

and foolishly discussed what we would become.



Apples or cherries, what difference does it make?

Whether full or red, the desire bled the same,

out onto the dusty shelves of our sullen lives.



All so clear at the start, and you there in the dark,

a strange confusion built on a remnant of a spark,

cracks in the wall, wear and tear of it all, and silence.



Chipped paint, is it French Country or simply decay?

With no one here to tell or make sense of it anymore,

of that day that we met, endless years that we spent-


wondering how our one ever became our two.

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Reviewed by Jon Willey 9/18/2011
from an old song that I am partial to, the lyrics proclaim, "said we'd grow old together.....what ever happened to forever" -- that seems so appropriate to the theme of your probing, sad poem Michelle -- there is much depth and contemplation written here -- I bid you love and peace my dear friend -- Jon Michael
Reviewed by Annabel Sheila 8/15/2011
Loved this.....intriguing phrasing!

Reviewed by Ronald Hull 8/15/2011
Interesting, how the items on a dusty shelf can evoke memories of a failed romance. The emotion comes through the description of particulars in the kitchen of the past.

Reviewed by Connie Faust 8/14/2011
Sad poem, but so distinctly expressed. It truly tells a tale of ruin and regret.

Reviewed by Janna Hill 8/14/2011
I don't believe you needed the painting - your rich expressions more than suffice.
Reviewed by Axilea MU 8/14/2011
A very expressive piece, Michelle. Your use of some details (mug, full or red, apples or cherries, cracks in the wall, chipped paint) adds a specific texture to this poem.

Reviewed by neerja gandhi 8/14/2011
beautiful...nice, enjoyed it ..

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