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dinning with dad

 

 

the chrome and formica are rugged

this chair is as old as this house

back when cars had wings

 

spaghetti today for the happy little one

her small smile from ear to ear

and the sauce is everywhere

in her fingers in her ears

a radiant array around the legs

 

to top it off she puts the tiny bowl

atop her adorable head and throws

the spoon on the floor

 

i laugh and she giggles

much music plays on in the living

room    sunshine fills the kitchen

the cat watchs birds on the lawn

 

the washmachine rumbles full of

laundry  spaghetti clothes and all

a bath and fresh shirt and pants

and we are off on our afternoon

adventure downtown

mop put away

note for my partner

 

the simple exhuberant joy of a meal

the love of a dad

 

..O..

— orgami, Aug 04, 2007

Critiques

C

Conect11

18 years 10 months ago

atta boy, Org

tender and loving. Man, there's nothing like fatherhood and you have its feeling pegged here. It's amazing how sometimes you can take what some would see as a catastrophe (the spaghetti incident... hey, I think that was a g n r album!) and turn it into something fun. Mark
weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 10 months ago

this is a departure for you

it feels unlike your other works in being less elegantly surreal a more down-homely feel. (forgive the accidental rhyme, just finished reviewing barbsdad's latest, it's contagious.) cheers, Jess

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