Ruth Walters


On The Shelf - Poem by Ruth Walters

It was a proud day for Tuna
when her time came.
She had her name on the
front of the tin.

The new folk at 69
took her in.
Placed her on the shelf
in their kitchen.

There she stood
for 50 years
forgotten and entombed
until

in 2005
the new folk
tipped her out
and threw her in the bin

replacing her space
with a large Paprika
and Mixed Spice
who we never saw again.


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Comments about On The Shelf by Ruth Walters

  • (8/16/2012 11:43:00 PM)


    I am convinced that there is no deeper meaning here than our intergenerational desire to purchase and hoard things we think we want and will use some day, but in reality never will. Good stuff. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 12, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, August 17, 2012


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