Keeping a Lid on It
©2016 Susan Noyes Anderson
Emptied my feelings in a jar
and shook them all around.
They bounced, bled, bubbled purple red
but never made a sound.
Who knew? The ruckus from my head
is now safely contained!
My lid (not flipped), securely closed.
My angst? Bottled (not brained).
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6 comments:
Very clever!
Ah.. I wonder if the pressure will increase in that jar.
I can relate but you need to let off the steam of that lid, Sue! Enjoyed your quadrille!
Yeah. I know. It was mostly facetious...just having some fun with the notion. Wouldn't it be nice if it worked? 😊
Oh good - now we know what to do! LOL This was an entertaining read.
Excellent! If only there WERE such jars to store those bottled up feelings until they dissipated. A very clever poem. Love your originality.
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