Hello everyone…anyone… How are you all? It’s been a while. Sorry.
House-selling things are still happening and taking priority over everything else. I don’t feel able to be artist if I’m being a tidy person, the two don’t really work together for me. Plus cleaning is exhausting.
I’m taking a short break from de-frosting the fridge freezer and I got the urge to tell you about my fridge poem. I’ve got one of those magnetic word things, and it just occurred to me that I probably ought to take it off now as it’s a bit messy. I was horrified to discover that it’s actually left feint stripes where the paint has yellowed less under the magnets without the ‘glare’ of what little sun we have here. Good God, I didn’t expect screen burn from fridge magnet writing.
I don’t suppose you can get screen savers for your fridge can you?
It’s a sad sort of time – getting rady to make the house not mine any more, but good things await.
Anyway, here’s the last fridge poem I’ll ever do in this house, in all its random glory. The other half takes credit for line 2 and part of line 1 (Des). There’s something very relaxing about arranging words on a fridge together.
Des kept euphoria beans. Needs milk, no cookies.
He keeps doing Christmas cartoons
Our happiness is full of dinner.
Big new rainbows will always be quiet together (that’s my favourite line)
Weekend breakfast being pizza
Baking doughnuts (we don’t actually do that)
Making splits as if by magic.
I don’t desire good jeans or chocolate
Did they ever let my puppies home?
Sunshine in that spring gentle breeze.
There on Sunday children playing have a good day laughing
Kindly we all smile Wonder at old movies
with blue memories A nothing moon
You would parade secret parties
Grandpa never hearing from the other room
Grandma is afternoon shopping for birthday presents
Singing her mousse song
Buying flowers cake ice cream
Dad says bears can’t have your best favourite jelly.
Cheer up love.