Eva's W6 Kitchen

(snapshot 1962)

A tilted mirror complete with crack

positioned in a corner

above an old butler sink

shows my freckles at their best (Yuck)

Unless steam clouds

erupt from a boiling kettle

on stove's back burner

to obliterate my face (Yeah)

So much to see in

Eva's pigeon hole kitchen

carrot top favourites

float on patterned saucers

Her brass scales

ready and weighting

ginger beer in a bucket

seeks attention

But it is always that cat

fat and well fed

the neighbourhood's dread

sat by the back door

Eyes cruel and yellow

not a cuddly fellow

a mean machine

he fascinates me more

Stalks his prey

nothing gets away

and Eva adores him, almost as much

as she adores me

Reviews

[Dave Brown]

Hadn't read this previously,
Typically nicely done
R little white dog has a friendly black cat up the road that patrols our night garden and I doubt very much gets away, but so far neither the cat nor owl (nor dog) have affected the squirrel that steals the seeds

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Dave and for your little story about the animals. Squirrels are very fast.

Chris

[dead letter office]

the simple things that fascinate us as children hold much richness

[Chris Shaw]

Strange what sticks in the memory bank most, isn't it? Thank you Christos.

Chris

[dead letter office]

what's a W6 kitchen?

[Chris Shaw]

London W6. Hammersmith

[wordman]

sounds familiar back in the day

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you. Before materialism set in.

Chris

[wordman]

you`re welcome,and yeah

[Chris Shaw]

:)) ............