Tastes like Paper

Clearing my throat to say
what’s on my mind,
with a big broom
I pushed away from the tip of my tongue
the frustration of the day’s news
today’s job search results,
update that my niece is still sick.

I dismissed calls to DO NOT CALL
to register the family phones.
Nothing to say about tweeting
reading or posts I worked on.
Meals were just food to eat
with nothing fun to drink.

Dishes washed late last night
I put away before writing.
Washed the others throughout the day,
saved them all but the one
I drank from and returned
to my desk to write something great.

But, nothing surfaced as something tasty.

© 2010 Shari Lynne Smothers

About Shari Smothers

Welcome to Telling Stories, my creative writing space. My name is Shari Smothers. Poems help me to understand the world and to explain my world to others. They're my premier story telling tools. There's more to come, so please share with me through reading, commenting, emailing. Learn more about Shari here. And do come again!

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