Dishes and Cloths

Written by: kathryn collins

Plates and saucers 
quietly in attendance 
behind the cupboard doors
lick their faded flowers
inside borders service nicked
as time ticks 
off the kitchen clock.

Pile smoothed dish towels
lie in neatly folded rows
as a checkered mate
doubles over the ice box
handle with nothing to dry
but a mother’s tears
for days gone by.