Saucepan Dancing

Saucepans of stainless steel sit within the kitchen cupboard. They lament the days when their forms connected with the stove often and such tasty meals were prepared within their confines. 

Lately, they seem so sad. Are they sad or am I sad? 

What should I do to help these poor objects reach their full potential? Is it me that is the problem, in that I do not cook any more and buy too much sushi?

These questions fill me with a sense of excitement as I reach for the cook books. A cake for one is a bad idea, but then one can be eaten for breakfast each day.

I reach for the saucepans and smash them in the air for luck.

Then it begins.

  Running and jumping,

    banging and clanging,

      mumbling and humming,

        singing and spinning.

The oven is hot,

the cake takes shape,

the saucepans tell me they are happy,

and we celebrate with a glass of champagne.

 

 

 

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clarissawoodwrites

I spin words from a different space • music, the sea, and nature makes my words spin • ex-lawyer • I love turning ideas on their head •

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