The Missing Spectacles

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #337

Words:  spectacle, sense, post, gentle, spin, mint, bend, message, missing, ink, inject, row

Missing his wire-framed spectacles,
the elderly gent could not spot
secret message injected
into the first column, eighth
row of The Post. The ink swam,
ran in front of his face. Nothing
made sense. Where had he placed
those specs? He bent down, a frown
furrowing between bushy gray
eyebrows. Not under couch,
nor chair, nor in dog’s hair.
The gent’s peppermint tea had long
grown cold. Now he would have to
put the kettle back on. As he walked
toward the kitchen sink thinking
he heard a noise, he spun around
only to see his cat on the counter-
top where he was not allowed to go.
The black ball of fur jumped
off the counter carrying in his teeth,
the missing spectacles. Dog was relieved.

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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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24 Responses to The Missing Spectacles

  1. thotpurge says:

    Such a lovely scene!!

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  2. susan says:

    I am like that without my bifocals! You bring the scene alive. (Must have been a HUGE cat.)

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  3. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    Ha ha, that last sentence caps it all off deliciously.

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  4. colonialist says:

    This hair gives some lovely spectacles, including rummaging in the dog fur lost belongings.

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  5. I would be totally blind without mine… and it happens that I struggle to find them when I have misplaced them when going to bed…

    I always have emergency glasses ready so I can find my real ones… but no pets to blame 🙂

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  6. mhmp77 says:

    kaykuala

    The black ball of fur jumped
    off the counter carrying in his teeth,
    the missing spectacles.

    Used to hear the saying ‘as playful as a kitten’ which is relevant here. Love the humor Sara!

    Hank

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  7. Ayala says:

    Lovely ending!

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  8. What a perfect picture you have painted with your story…well done!

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  9. wildchild47 says:

    LOL@ Magaly’s comment – I concur!

    fun write Sara 🙂

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  10. I love that the dog was relieved and can completely relate to the befuddled gentleman, lol. I just caught myself attempting to light some incense with a pair of scissors.

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  11. annell4 says:

    Blame it on the cat!

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