When you wish to have Champagne
you can be sure that all you find is milk,
but there’s no one else than you to blame
I did not steal the wine, I’m not your ilk.
But sweetie, if you finish cheese and butter
and leave me with your old potatoes,
you can be sure to hear me mutter:
I will eat your salad and tomatoes.
Refrigerator by Alex Colville
Lillian hosts at dVerse and want us to write poetry about refrigerators, its content etc. Join us.
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October 10, 2017
Björn Rudbergs writings 
I am laughing out loud! At the illustration and the post. I sure don’t want anyone’s old potatoes….although, sometimes that’s all there is! 🙂 Chuckling I am. I’ll have to look back here and see other’s responses to this one!
That image is hilarious. She must be putting him on a diabetic diet. 🙂
🙂 I had fun writing this, especially after finding the artwork..
I like your write, your image, and your kitties.
It’s early morning here in Australia – and I open my browser and there’s your verse and the hilarious illustration – so good – hope my laughter doesn’t wake the neighbours.
Hope you didn’t drink coffee while reading.
Very cheeky – picture and poem! I think perhaps the man could have been facing the empty fridge! Great fun, Bjorn!
The joys of cohabitation. Shame about the champagne. Looks like he drunk the milk too.
And such a great picture too!
Hmmm – pondering the meaning of those ‘food’ words.
Cats will always perk up when you hold the door to the refrigerator open. Butt so will people in the buff, refueling (?) in the night. Your poem is less about fridges and food than interpersonal relationships — and orneriness in particular. Good job!
I’m pondering the meaning of those food words also, but there is always the grocery story.
Oi, that picture is way more than a thousand words. Raiders of the midnight fridge. You could have a great screenplay on your hands, lol
This is a riot..poem and picture!
I’m literally buying champagne this weekend, for my husband’s birthday! But now your words and that image will join me. Brilliant!
Yikes! A fun, unexpected response to the prompt…I like your sense of humor, Bjorn!
HA!
This is great! Though sometimes milk is better than champagne…
Well, I started smiling as soon as I read the title of this.
“When you wish to have Champagne
you can be sure that all you find is milk,” A perfect example of Murphy’s Law. 😉
Delightful! And the art, oh my- I love it!
Who drank the cats milk?
Love it! I needed a good chuckle today. Thanks.
LOL! Funny, funny,funny and I love the cats!!!!
who ate my cheese?? 🙂 totally loved the wordplay (and the art!)
Such fun; love the meter of this. I imagine this fridge-share is going to cause lots of conflict.