Meltdown quadrille

I forgot that yesterday was World Poetry Day and all I wrote was a measly haiku! On alternate Mondays at dVerse, we’re directed to write a poem of exactly 44 words with a given starter word – today it is Melt.  I’d hoped to write something scintillating to make up for yesterday, but all I could come up with was this non-poem:

Meltdown

A square of chocolate
melts in my hand
before I can put it into my mouth
which is where it is meant to melt.
The chocolaty hand
finds its way mysteriously
to somewhere that it shouldn’t be:
my clean white blouse.
Result? Meltdown tantrum.

 

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21 Responses to Meltdown quadrille

  1. SMiLes.. i neVer
    liveD unTil i lEarnEd
    To enJoy chocoLate
    melt
    shirts
    and otHeR
    soiLed
    waYs oF SoUl..:)

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  2. Bodhirose says:

    I enjoyed your “meltdown”, Viv. It’s so true…wear anything nice and something will find its way to soil it. Chocolate seems especially troublesome!

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  3. I loved this! Thank you for the laugh x

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  4. Sreesha Diva says:

    Hahaha, oh well, chocolate’s still good.

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  5. Anna says:

    Ha, I never find the chocolate in time to avoid its spread to other things.

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  6. Might as well have been me it happened to. Laughed!

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  7. !! Sounds like my 8 year old boy. Murphy’s Law – if he is wearing a white shirt, we will be having pasta and marinara sauce for dinner 😉

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  8. Glenn Buttkus says:

    My wife fusses at me on a regular basis as food finds its way to most of my garments. “But I look good in everything I eat,” I protest.

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  9. Ah, the China Syndrome in chocalaty goodness. Rage, rage against the melting of the nib, Viv!

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  10. Bryan Ens says:

    This was delightful!

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  11. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade) says:

    Well I love it!

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  12. Grace says:

    Yikes for that ~ I would go and wash it right away ~ 🙂

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  13. Just like there seems to be special kind of gravity between pasta-sauce and a white shirt… It’s OK to have a fit…

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  14. Tantrums are a necessity sometimes. Let it out!! 🙂

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  15. tialys says:

    Why is it that whenever white is worn something gets spilt down it? I thought it was just me.

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  16. ooh temptress – don’t remind me of lovely melty velvety chocolate

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  17. restlessjo says:

    Go on- stamp your foot! 🙂 🙂

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