Kitchen Sink

`



my finger traces
a still barely
visible band
on my 4th finger


our ex-anniversary
is now my memory

a constant companion
to might have beens

yesterday had so much
prospect and promise
today I face a sink
full of dirty dishes



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Reviews

[SparrowPoet]

i can speak only for myself, but when my life is a mess, i begin restoring order by doing the washing up. so i can't help but see someone about to get their s**t together, despite feeling hopeless :) there's a lot of ideas very carefully and deftly crafted here, seems like a very faithful portrait of a mix of difficult-to-define emotions, by which I mean, I find it believable - of course I can't know for sure!

[Red Brick Keshner]

Thanks for sharing your kind words of astute commentary. Indeed, it is a slice taken out of any person's life, and the clearing away and setting things right is something we all inevitably have to do. Thank you so much for reading and sharing your thoughts and feelings about and stemming from this poem. See you 'round the site. Cheers.

[nostal]

I love the air of lost hope, of hoplessness this piece attains from its lines. It osrt of builds up, small tension, until that last line which proves to be revelatory and shockingly truthful.
Good write my friend. Good write.

[Red Brick Keshner]

Yes, Christopher! It is the mountain of hopelessness that the dirty dishes project. Thank you so much for your visit and kind words of comment.

[nostal]

Lol you only just got to the review. That was 2 years ago XD

[Red Brick Keshner]

I know, eh. How dumb was that. Lol. I usually get notification as soon as there is activity on any thread or subscription. This one just popped up today. Hilarious. I am still thankful, though. Cheers!