The Convention

Written for Poetic Asides #277
For today’s prompt, write a malfunction poem.

A consensus was reached
at the yearly meeting
of American Appliances.
The stove volunteered to falter
first, followed, one month
to the date, by the refrigerator,
shuddering once before dying.
By the end of the meeting,
a top ten list had been compiled,
although the water heater, missing
from the meeting, would have to go
as directed by the others.
A clattering, dripping disaster,
he was always absent or tardy.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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1 Response to The Convention

  1. Ohh… Ha, ha, ha!!! Sara, this is priceless 😀 !!


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