I am offended by this object.
In my messy,
but perfectly coordinated, kitchen
you have filled the clear soap dispenser
with acid yellow dish detergent,
instead of clear or white
as is the aesthetic choice.
It glares at me:
caution colour
screaming incongruity.
It hurts my eyes;
it seers my sensibility.
But you are proud
of your helpfulness,
and this is your house, too.
Perhaps if I squint,
it will be invisible?
.
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This piece works with the theme SHARING SPACE on today’s http://www.shawnbird.com/poetic-diversity-project
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Shawn L. Bird 
Oh ..love this..yes dear squint and be happy for the intention to “help”…chuckle
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At least for a week or two? He didn’t seem to get the message when he declared his intention and I explained that the container was for HAND soap, not DISH soap. >sigh< Magically, this morning I find the heinous aberration on the side of the sink.
Most certainly a week 🙂 …(trying not to laugh)..his heart was in the right place..ears not so much
No need to soft soap this soft soap trespass, show some color courage and restrict access to the scene of this crime. Cool beans.
lol
I get this when I want to use dish detergent for cleaning the bathroom. I suspect it only kills 99.8% of the germs !
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Is it a guy thing? The hand soap has lotion in it!
DH just read this poem. (After pointing out with pride the dispenser, and asking if I’d noticed). His response was, “Well, I suppose if it really bothered a person, it could be put back into the bottle.” I’m going to try to suffer through.
Hocus, pocus- Disappear!!
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The little compromises we make to have in a relationship. Sometimes they weigh just a little too much to abide…
If you can’t manage the little ones, you can never manage the big ones, and if you’re going to go the distance, you’ve got to manage them all…
it amazes me…can’t stop smiling…
Because?