School Day Morning
A plate overturned on the floor next to a spilled pepper grinder.
Orange juice across the table top
Soaked into yesterday’s junk mail.
The chair is off kilter from the table.
What is left of breakfast
In greasy crumbs scattered underneath the table and chair.
Cold scrambled eggs.
Soggy limp toast.
A knife encased in a bed of grape jelly and butter
Squelches underfoot.
Sadie wags her tail meekly and lowers her head in a show of submission.
I scratch behind her ears.
At least someone liked the eggs.
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love how this still life comes to life at the end
Thank you! I really appreciate your kind words
Love the way this builds to an ending I didn’t expect, a satisfying surprise
Thank you!
From the title to the first few lines there’s a tension that comes with the idea of a chaotic morning but with the mention of Sadie and submission there is such a release of tension. I loved that feeling
Oh man, I like hearing that! I hadn’t really thought that much on it. It’s so nice to get someone else’s perspective!
Ha! That’s the right kind of pet owner, forgiving. Nice!
Well you can’t be mad at a dog for being a dog, can you? I shouldn’t have left the breakfast where she could get it. It only took a minute to clean up and I got a poem out of it!