Fatherhood, Poetry

Poems On the Fridge

Posted by David J. Bauman on

We talked before about refrigerator poetry, but I just realized that I hadn’t shared any yet from my own kitchen. So here is a quick sample of what my boys, friends and family get up to when they are in my kitchen.

Don’t fault them too for to.
Articles get lost
beneath appliances,
or are hidden by Milton,
our jealous cat.

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Published by David J. Bauman

Father, Poet and Birder. Librarian by day. Author of two chapbooks: Angels & Adultery (Seven Kitchens Press, 2018) & Moons, Roads, and Rivers (Finishing Line Press, 2017)

3 Comments Add yours

  1. Tilly Bud says:
    June 13, 2012 at 5:21 am

    I wish I’d done this with my boys.

    Like

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    1. sonofwalt says:
      June 13, 2012 at 1:45 pm

      I think my friends and the “adults” in the household enjoy these as much.

      Like

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