This week let’s write a leftover poem. Maybe you have leftover food, leftover scraps from a craft project, or leftover lines you’ve cut from a poem. You know what to do. Post your leftovers in the comments below.
Living Poetry
A group of poets and poetry readers.
Monday Poetry Prompt: Leftovers
Living Poetry 
My take on the prompt is here on my blog: https://jeanmarieolivieri.wordpress.com/2020/12/03/leftovers/
For newcomers to our site, if you decide to write to one of our prompts and post it to your personal blog, we would still love to read it. Please feel free to link to a prompt poem in the comments.
LikeLike
Posted by JeanMarie | December 4, 2020, 3:20 AMAfternoons are long, desolate hours
Reminding of another failed attempt,
At preserving leftover memories, scattered
In the breeze, stark against the sunlight.
Like a noose tied around the neck,
Tight and unyielding, time flows slowly.
Yet again, an afternoon begins, repeating
Steadily the loss of today, until tonight
Weaves in again, finally putting to sleep
The mind that cries in despair, darkness prevails.
LikeLike
Posted by Shruba | December 3, 2020, 6:31 AMWelcome to Living Poetry Shrubs. I live the idea of leftover memories . Thanks for sharing your work.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Posted by JeanMarie | December 3, 2020, 11:06 AMJust posted my Leftover Lament, https://bartbarkerpoet.com/2020/11/30/leftover-lament/
It starts “Here I sit / in the back / of the fridge / waiting”
LikeLiked by 1 person
Posted by Bartholomew Barker | November 30, 2020, 9:17 PMDad’s Odd Socks (Leftovers)
I found an odd sock of yours,
with holes undarned,
a practice abandoned this side
of the Sixties.
I laid it out on the bed,
the wide span of your foot
exactly like mine.
Then a whole suit
with flared trousers,
the one you wore at our wedding
back in eighty two —
it was like corduroy even then.
A box of radio magazines,
some solder and an iron;
pastimes never passing on to me.
And a razor abandoned
on the day you died, whiskers
as grey as my own are now
LikeLiked by 4 people
Posted by Francis | November 30, 2020, 10:03 AMThat’s beautiful!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Posted by JeanMarie | November 30, 2020, 11:56 AMThank you 🙏
LikeLiked by 1 person
Posted by Francis | November 30, 2020, 12:03 PMReally fine family memory. Tangible things can really bring back the past
LikeLike
Posted by larry trasciatti | November 30, 2020, 12:37 PMhard times….going through those personal items
LikeLiked by 1 person
Posted by purplestoneblog | December 2, 2020, 7:50 AMBecause of sugar being my nemesis
I had to banish it from the premises
It’s not a choice I relish, though
I have to do it to keep blood sugar low
The numbers game is my motivation
but I’d like to banish it from this nation
Chocolate is a special love
I like the products called of Dove
So I decided, I will not deny
I made a big ole chocolate pie
Instead of sugar, I used a sub
it’s worked pretty well with tastes I love
But oh the dismay when I took a taste
crunching the sweetener I made a face
Now the pumpkin is gone, it was a success
but the chocolate still sits in the fridge, I confess
My sweetheart will eat it and say it tastes great
what a grand choice I made when he I did date
But I am going to make a decision, though rash
the rest of the pie is going to be trashed
LikeLiked by 4 people
Posted by Lisa Tomey | November 30, 2020, 9:11 AMAh yes Lisa. I too love my sweets. The substitute sugar never tastes as good. Great poem
LikeLiked by 1 person
Posted by JeanMarie | November 30, 2020, 11:59 AMThank you.
LikeLike
Posted by Lisa Tomey | December 1, 2020, 8:09 AMsuperb! trash it!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Posted by purplestoneblog | December 2, 2020, 7:47 AMIt’s decaying as we speak 😀
LikeLike
Posted by Lisa Tomey | December 2, 2020, 9:45 AMLeftovers
arlene s bice
Take note:
leftovers are looked forward to
just as much as the original event
yum for sliced turkey on toast with mayo
a bit of mayo on a cold scoop of dressing
next to chilled orange-cranberry sauce
more flavorful for having infused,
that snack at midnight is heavenly
like people who didn’t win
somehow become more in touch,
sensitive, considerate, thoughtful
developed in depth to define self
have extra to offer of interest to others
as a result of the earlier experience
of being leftover, not a first placer.
LikeLiked by 4 people
Posted by purplestoneblog | November 30, 2020, 8:43 AMI like this, Arlene. I have never had cold dressing with mayo, but now you gave me an idea! Nice analogy!
LikeLike
Posted by Lisa Tomey | November 30, 2020, 8:58 AMThanks. The dressing is the only reason for the turkey:-)
LikeLiked by 2 people
Posted by purplestoneblog | November 30, 2020, 9:48 AMVery nice! Leftover food, or cold food, somehow tastes better than hot food, to me anyway…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Posted by Francis | November 30, 2020, 9:47 AMI think you actually taste more in cold or room temp food.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Posted by purplestoneblog | November 30, 2020, 12:57 PMI love how you went from food to life in general!
LikeLike
Posted by JeanMarie | November 30, 2020, 12:01 PMThanks.
LikeLike
Posted by purplestoneblog | November 30, 2020, 10:01 PMThis is really good. Everyone can understand what it is to be a leftover
LikeLike
Posted by larry trasciatti | November 30, 2020, 12:38 PMThanks. I know i do.
LikeLike
Posted by purplestoneblog | November 30, 2020, 12:58 PM