Domesticated Appliance Poem by Wild Bill Balding

Domesticated Appliance

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The fridge sits purring happily
in the corner of my kitchen,
well-behaved, domesticated,
house-trained even.
Once a week I give it milk and food
and clean the mouldy stuff
from its bottom box.
Open the door, a lightbulb comes on
as if a cartoon character is thinking...

all night long the fridge is dreaming
vague folk-memories
of its ancestors roaming wild
on the plains of the Serengeti -
roaring, not purring,
fridges to be feared -
or their temperate Northern cousins,
lurking in pine woods,
putting the wind up the Picts
like a large white oblong yeti.

Perhaps these days are not yet over.
There must be some still in the wild:
I saw one on Tuesday morning,
lying on its back in the wide grass verge
on the Ludlow bypass,
a roadkill fridge to add to the countless
badgers, foxes, cats and rabbits
littering that highway of death.

From where I read, if I stretch a bit,
I can see my fridge, sitting thinking.
How long will it be satisfied
with just a pint a week
and the odd tray of sausages?
Will it one day pull me in,
a giant Venus fly-trap,
and purr no more, but belch and roar
as, smashing through the veneer
of generations of fridges
tamed, dulled, zombified,
my fridge responds with all its pump
to the call of the wild?

I sit and watch it, stretching a bit.
It sits in the corner, quietly dreaming,
contented,
for now.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ivor Hogg 08 February 2008

That is a very frightening thought .Should I fear the fridge I bought One day it might run amok and kill me with electric shock .Or even worse it might freeze me Now that would be a liberty. I think that I will pull its plug No fridge can take me for a mug You never know your fantasy could one day be reality. Todays modern technology could well be plotting to free themselves from mans control. Who says that fridges have no soul

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Janice Windle 05 October 2008

Thanks for the timely warning, Bill! I don't know about wild fridges but I do think my fridge is stirring up trouble with the boiler - they are both old revolutionaries from the seventies and I often hear them grumbling togather... Great concept and cheered me up no end!

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Frank Cannon 29 July 2008

Blancaphobia! ! A new word for a new phobia. And to think that all these years I have been suffering from whitegoodsblindness and never knew...........

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Yvonne Rautenbach 16 July 2008

A great plot of Dr Who in there somewhere (o: What an original piece of poetry!

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Dawn Slanker 16 July 2008

OMGosh, what a fun read. This was absolutely fabulous and perhaps the most unique poem on the net. Wonderfully written too. I was captivated throughout the entire poem. Truly a creative work of art. Bravo

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Con Nie 27 May 2008

Loved reading this poem. It was very funny and interesting at the same time.: -)

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