Ode to a Microwave

Posted on by Donnell Creppel
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Photo by nirots http://freedigitalphotos.net

Ode to a Microwave

Why, oh Microwave,
Is my platter so hot?
My food’s edge is smoldering,
Yet the center is not.
Your micro wave power,
Is impressive indeed.
But fully warmed chowder
Is what my mouth needs.
My fingers are seared
From touching this bowl,
My flesh you left blistered,
And my dinner, left cold.

 

 

Copyright Donnell Creppel 2015

 

 

 

 

 

Published by Donnell Creppel

Donnell writes poetry, fiction, and nonfiction. She's a cancer mom, special-needs mom, and St. Baldrick's Foundation volunteer. Donnell has gone bald 4 times so far, achieving the status of Squire.

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