Leftovers

by Hannah Lizette   Jul 1, 2013


The only company that
has knocked on my door
in weeks has been the
silhouettes' of a re-run
television show that I
can speak line for line.

I've eaten nothing but
cold soup from the can
because what's the point of
dirtying another dish if
you aren't there to splash
warm dish water upon my
apron and rub soap bubbles
on my nose?

The vanilla candle sticks
on the dining room table
droop, running into walls
and following my shadow;
praying that you will
return from your vacation
soon, so that I will find a
reason to use the fine china
and light their smiles once more.

But I find no reason
to cook a gourmet meal
for one,
I'm the only side
of leftovers in
this container called home.

Copyright 2013: Hannah K.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    Judge Comment:

    This piece by Hannah touched me on a literary level and personal level, so therefore I had to highlight it.

    The metaphor of leftovers, takes the power of a broken heart, loneliness and sorrow to another level, awesome metaphor used here!!

    On a personal I was left crying... I don't think anyone reading this poem, hasn't felt the emotions that Hannah crafted within this piece, and I was in tears by poems end.

    "I've eaten nothing but
    cold soup from the can
    because what's the point of
    dirtying another dish if
    you aren't there to splash
    warm dish water upon my
    apron and rub soap bubbles
    on my nose? "

    BEAUTIFUL STANZA!!!

    I truly cried here! Its one of those poems, where you feel many emotions all in one piece and just within this stanza as well!

    Hannah has me speechless!! well done!

  • 11 years ago

    by Tim

    Aww bless you sweet! I love the general style of your writing in this piece, it's got a really good flow to it. I think it has a lot to do with the rhythm you've created by keeping your lines short.

    I know just how you feel, missing someone, and feeling that you just don't want to do anything without them there. That life has almost lost it's meaning, so you wait patiently for their return.

    I realized that this was your theme real early on in the poem, right from the first stanza. I'm not really sure how, it must just be so familiar to me. You've painted the picture perfectly with your words too, it's so easy to relate.

    The way you've slipped in obvious past memories, of splashing and wiping bubbles on your noise, is something I don't think you could make up. It shows how true this story is for you, and touches my heart dearly. - I really bet you had lots of fun messing around with your loved on that this poem is about.

    I hope you get him/her back soon.

    Great piece.

    Keep Penning
    Tim x

  • 11 years ago

    by L

    The first time I read this poem it was sometime ago and I read and I thought how awful is to be a left over. Now I re-read it and I still have the same feeling. The part that got to me was when you said "what's the point of dirtying another dish.." and "I find no reason to cook a gourmet meal for one." <-- I think it's pointless to cook a meal when its just for ourselves, it doesn't have the same flavour. that part just added to the sadness in this poem.

    Excellent way of capturing your point.

  • 11 years ago

    by Chelsey

    So I read this in the contest, and I had to find out who wrote it..I totally cheated, but I had to find out why I havent read this before.

    This was totally, completely heart breaking...I find that I was so wrapped up in the imagery in this piece, that I felt like ther character. Which is awesome, because when the readers can truly feel the pain of the author, that is an amazing piece of poetry.

    This happens all too often....cheating people who leave someone who gives them the world and treats them special occassions such as the one described, but theyre out somewhere else getting laid by someone else who isnt worthy. sorry about my french. lol...but seriously!

    This just happened to a friend of mine which is why it was also heartbreaking to me. He treated her like a queen and they just got an apartment together and he spent 3 grand on her favorite furniture, and she cheated....I cant imagine going through it.

    I loved your metaphor here. excellent way of using leftovers twice!! Literally and metaphorically....that was my favorite part about this....because also, it relates to how girls feel "like a piece of meat" when guys use them..

    I loved this piece Hannah. Your writing is my favorite, so crazy how far along youve come as a poet. Excellent.

  • 11 years ago

    by ThebutterfliesMuse

    Hannah. I love the wayvyou write. I love the way you describe the feeling of being alone. Everyline is perfect I think about the message yoj put out there. Its hard being alone and I love the ending. It doesnt feel like a home with your other half. Great write 5

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