Caren Krutsinger Poet Personification

I Feel Ignored and Small

they take me for granted, I feel ignored and small
Six live in this house, and no one thanks me at all
they use me every day, I am imperative to them
They slam my door and give me a headache; I’m Jim.

I keep their food cold, my freezer keeps them healthy too.
They have allowed me to get filthy, I am full of sticky goo.
When was the last time someone washed me? I really don’t know.
The little ones sometimes stand inside on my edge, hurting my toe.

I am tired of this treatment, would run away if I could to the moors.
I snicker a bit, thinking about how this would feel to these boors.
Twenty years I have been here, keeping their milk ready to drink.
I am not alone in these thoughts, ask the oven and the sink.

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Danny Derden September 17, 2025 at 10:01 AM This poem is delightfully quirky and full of personality—Jim the fridge is fed up and fabulous. The humor is dry, the voice is strong, and the domestic rebellion is oddly relatable. Bonus points for “sticky goo” and “hurting my toe”—pure poetic sass. Caren Krutsinger September 18, 2025 at 6:50 AM thank you so much Danny