Dust Collectors

She read widely about minimalism and how joy-filled a home with little.

She loved blue and white porcelain so, but it sat in her house behind glass.

Something changed as she listened to doom metal – an understanding.

Something had to be done with the porcelain that irked her so.

She lined the porcelain teapots, cups, and saucers in front of the speakers.

She took a breath, blasted the porcelain with doom metal and watched them dance.

Beloved porcelain is no more, but oh, how entertaining it was.

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Poems for the Home Explained…

Poems for the Home is a collection of my rather more “interesting” poems. I am constantly inspired by the absurd and funny. After sitting on my lounge chair thinking about a concept I coined while watching shows, which I call “horizontal lounge-chair enthusiasm“, I started writing about kitchen utensils and saucepans.

Now that the concept has grown, and I’ve written about all manner of things on Instagram, I will share a few on my blog. However, I wish to rework some of the existing poems and add a few new ones to the collection.

I hope you enjoy the collection.
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