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A pen and paper is all I have…

The power has gone out
a pen and paper is all I have.
My phone is dead, so that’s out.
I am hungry, yet the toaster doesn’t work-no power
I feel like a coffee, yet the kettle has no charge.

So I kick start the gas-to boil some water
…for coffee
But the ignitor is not working.

Matches

I run for the matches.

One, two, three strikes and I’m out.

The matches won’t light, they must be wet, from the rain.
Darn it.
I try another box, and another, and another, and another…

Bingo.

The rain pours down outside.
I snap a shot or two, but the camera gets wet.

Steam rattles the pot lid,

Tink, tink, tink…

My coffee is hot, I add condensed milk-smooth and sweet.

It’s dark today, and it feels lifeless without the usual subtle sounds that electricity brings.

Now. To cook toast on my gas stove.

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Author:

"I have been writing and creating images all my life-though it's only now, that I have finally let in the light" ~N.Martin

10 thoughts on “A pen and paper is all I have…

  1. Your piece is heartfelt and full of authentic life. Your story feels like a race against a domino rally. You are trying to catch up with a working solution, but whenever you approach one, the piece has already fallen, and you have to rush and find the next available solution to stop the pieces from falling down.

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