stale

old can become new again all it takes is tlc and persistance

stale bread

its in everyone head

stale cigarettes

id rather be dead

stale dog smells

yes its my dog old smelly fred

stale old shoes

they sure wore out their tread

stale red wine stains 

from last nights  party held in vain

stale crackers in the pantry

who let the air in I curtly said

stale cheese gone mouldy blue

not good for hors de vours 

itll kill you slowly I aptly said

stale newspaper clippings gone grey

and tardy

in bottom drawer

never again re read

stale photo albums

with red eyes I re live the past

stale tea and coffee stains

on some old coffee cup I find

under someones unmade bed

stale grass clippings from 

someones lawn

mowed weeks ago now brown

and all forlorn

stale love 

old love

can become new again like

freshly baked smelly bread

stale bread can become toast

again with butter and some

neat new spread

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

ah carol
I'm such a novice
I don't know what a stanza is
I just write quickly and put it up
thanks so much girl for your pure review
thanks again!!!

[Carol Cashes]

This is perfectly executed: in content, form and phrasing. The final stanza is the real coup de grace and ties it all up in with such a satisfactory note. *bowing like the the storm winded trees outside tonight*