Note to Self
Don’t compound the error
by cracking the eggs
directly into the pan
leaving the eggshells
right there on the stovetop
& scrambling
with a fork
that might be clean
& dumping the eggs
right on the toast
inhaling it all
in less than a minute
just because you’re starving
or so you say
though you don’t look it
not one bit.
30 thoughts on "Note to Self"
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Haha! Relatable.
We all have our moments, eh Chelsie?
Love the couplets and oh ! When someone cracks the eggs in the
pan. Nails on chalkboard time.
Good write.
You probably suspected, Coleman, that I scrambled with a fork IN A NONSTICK PAN, for which I should be killed, right? 😏
Lololololol…..as long as the fork was made of wood your good.
No it was a regular ole metal fork 😬
Ack !!!
I love the picture of a simple moment in time that invites reflection.
Thanks, Wayne!
nice contemporary definition of starving
I know the feeling, do the same
Oh you NEVER! You’re just saying that to make me feel better 😏
Great self talk!,
Thanks Linda!
“or so you say” 😅 This feels like a hinge to me!
Ha!
I like the reflection this poem leads to.
Thanks, Nancy! I do need to chew a little slower, among other things 😏
A fork that might be clean… excellent. Conveys so much! (Off to make some eggs…)
Enjoy! Maybe throw in some basil and cheese?
Thought this was for an old lover and I reread the title! Not sure what you meant but you are a careful and mindful cook so if this was you, you had to damn hungry! Anyway, great poem.
You don’t see how I cook when I’m by myself. I get very messy sometimes 😩
At least it wasn’t a cookie!
Well it HAS been a cookie on occasion. 😏
This is a wonderful, little slice-of-life. Thank you for sharing!
Thanks Maira!
invites many readings-
lands differently each time.
the form also adds to a sense of hurry
like a cipher scrawled on a diner bathroom stall. 🙂
*friendly alternative title alert*
‘fork heaven’
Thanks, Dustin!
I enjoy the humor here.
love how this moves. great line breaks. funny as hell!