The fridge

A whimsical poem about a fridge in our barn

The Fridge 

The fridge sits lonely 
The big barn barren 
Of any other life 
Thought if only if only 

The Gatorade inside 
Sits like a statue 
Still as a stone 
Just along for the ride 

The sodas laugh and run 
Escape from my hand 
Lots of giggles 
All having fun 

The lights have a twinkle in their eye 
They shine like a star 
In the far galaxy 
Just so high in the distant sky 

The empty barn comes alive at night 
The cats are about 
The bats flew out 
The darkness is broken by the fridges bright light

Reviews

[KeeD]

Haha this poem was a relief from the stressful day i've had. Such a simple idea turned into something so creatively profound. Store away the head of my day over the refreshingly cool shoulder of my fridge and it's beautiful gifts. Great stuff, welcome to the Cafe.

[Emma Hagreen]

Thank you

[MoriartyMesa]

Well as much as I enjoyed this, I do tend to think of substance. Reasoning for some, but to me I ask what was the muse?

[Emma Hagreen]

I wrote this during English class a while ago. Beyond that, I didn't really plan this , and nothing inspired it

[The_Breakdown]

haha emma this is adorable i love it. i love my fridge too of course

[Emma Hagreen]

lol i love your fridge too

[jacob erin-cilberto]

but more than that...often when we open ourselves up..many things can fly out...like emotions, thoughts...all like the bats and sneaky like the cats...all bottled up just waiting for that door to be ajar.

nice write

jacob

[Just Kim]

Such a wonderful write, much enjoyed