Microwave

 

Yesterday I broke the microwave,

A gift from you to me.

Yesterday, the microwave broke me,

So finally

My unseeing heart could see.

 

It meant so much to me,

Because you gave it to me.

Because I needed it. 

You always wanted me to have everything I need.

Although none of those sentiments are the same,

The microwave remains (and reigns).

 

You could care less about me

(I wish I could care less)

And your gift taunts me,

As it performs its thankless job

Day in

Day out.

It reminds me of you. 

You, and how you always wanted me to have

Whatever made me happy.

It was how you took care of me.

So, when you gave it to me,

While it wasn’t much, it was perfect.

 

The gift seemed so random

But sweetly necessary;

Thoughtfully planned.

But when that microwave broke me,

(when I broke it)

That part of me died with the

Lights that went out

Forever.

 

The microwave,

It was you to me.

Full of shiny new promises

Steely in its hope and design,

But nothing was delivered but a

Hot pile of beautiful lies.

 

Yesterday the microwave broke me,

So my broken heart could accept and see.

Yesterday I broke the microwave,

A final gift from you to me. 

 

Author's Note

lol... um, something I wrote over the weekend, when I was laying around feeling sick, and had a bit of time on my hands. :)

Reviews

[Luna]

I really like it. I have never read a poem about a microwave that I enjoyed so much. It was very well written and original.

"You could care less about me
(I wish I could care less)
And your gift taunts me,
As it performs its thankless job
Day in
Day out.
It reminds me of you."

Great job!!

-Luna

[Babe Roxx]

A lovely poem, I love random thoughts written down, on subject matter like a microwave, but that's just quirky me...I'm sure the microwave meant a lot to you because of the special person that gave it to you...it certainly doesn't help when you can't pop popcorn. :)

[Alex Zynder]

i was very interested to see where this poem would go, from looking at the title, and i was surprised and impressed. I like it's every day kind of relatedness ( if thats a word) sometimes the best poems are about the things that happen in everyday life, that effects in more profound ways than anyone could see.

[The Cougar's Den]

I never realized that those feelings could be applied to the mundane and ordinary, but you've proven that theory quite well.

Great job!

[Deepshikha]

I love that second-to-last stanza. Actually, I just love your use of the microwave as a metaphor for broken love. [:

[Winter McPherson]

I never really looked at a microwave like this before! I enjoyed the play on words and how you interchanged them. Interesting symbol to use.....
"a hot pile of lies"

[April Child]

Brilliant. Sometimes it really is that simple, the act of letting go our attachment can be sparked by something as seemingly unremarkable as the microwave breaking down. I really like the idea of finding meaning in ordinary things. Nicely done.

[DC Gentleman]

reminds me of the time I tossed a girlfriends stuffed animal from a top floor window.. it was liberating.. . LOL

You captured the connections we have between a persons gifts and how we feel about them..

Excellent..

[Constance L. Hartwell]

This was really nice. From my perspective it conveys how people associate material objects with human feelings. I do this all the time lol Sometimes giving up the physical thing is just as bad as the break up. You did an amazing job expressing that. Kudos :)