Breakfast Without You Poem by Sallie Howson
Breakfast Without You
Breakfast was torture
Without you.
The kettle refused to boil,
The toaster burnt the bread
The milk curdled
At the sight of me
And the cat threw up on the bed.
Breakfast is torture
Without you.
Won’t you come back if I beg?
I promise to serve you
Your heart’s desire,
Sausages, bacon and egg.
And if that is pleasing to you
And the kitchen’s scrubbed up well
Won’t you make it a daily appointment
And put me out of this hell?
A powerful poem that is loaded with lonliness. I like the concept of the appliances rebelling because of the absence of..
'The milk curdled at the sight of you'...It so beautiful. The power of words!
'The milk curdled at the sight of you'...It so beautiful. The power of words!
Hi Sallie, you have a poetic flow of words...that burst with a visual brilliance. great write..loved it! ! all the very best Jon
You write straight from the heart- no shield, no filters, just honest straight-forward truth served on a poetic plate
A very heartfelt poem indeed...But sometimes it is best tto enjoy one's own company for a while...Wish you all the best...
yet another amazing poem with such vibrant use of literary devices... it just touched the deepest corners of my heart.. love prashant
Breakfast was torture Without you. The kettle refused to boil, The toaster burnt the bread again a very heart touching and well written poem..well done 10/10
Breakfast was torture Without you. The kettle refused to boil, The toaster burnt the bread again a very heart touching and well written poem..well done 10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Sorry Sallie but most can not stand my preference for a haggis and blackpudding sandwich between two toasted crust ends of a loaf followed by a pint of coffee so strong that you need a doctors prescription to drink it. Good breakfast conversationalist thought..Nice line in superlatives.. Sid.