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The Antique Plate

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I'm as domesticated as a plate One that has been used as of late With chips, scratches, wearing and wear Hung onto because of comfort in knowing its there A chip happened here when dropped in sink Surface scratched when cutting tough meat Used_somewhat abused_ but accepting of fate Wanting to roll free but edge of plate wrong gait Is it too late to run away Get another job and not be a plate Very old plate that for long time been used Could a decision for freedom change this plate? Maybe into a silver spoon....

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Jl Sadberry

Date: 9/11/2011 4:58:00 PM

Smile, *^_^* “I Believe That Most All of Us Can Amid Varied Lights Step Into This Very Creative & Nice Metaphor My Dear Precious & Priceless, Blessed & Beautiful Sara! *^_^* And Yesss, Loved The Silver's Spoon Ending My Dear *^_^* Also, I Agree With Your Beauties Statement In Com That There Are Many Bright Light Towers Within This Life & As for Myself *^_^* If Ever There Were Anything Light In myself Then, Tis Only By `The Beautiful & Loving Hand of My Heavenly Father,` That This Ever Be. *^_^* Also, I Bet There Are A Lot of Lovely Flowers Design Upon Your Precious Plate As In This Special Painting, My Dear *^_^* Thanks for Stopping By & Have A Very, Beautiful Day!” === My Unto Your Many Treasures, Always & Forever, Jasper *

Caryl Ramsdale

Date: 9/4/2011 6:00:00 PM

Antiquated but fashionable and still useful...in some homes like mine it is a treasure. Have a peaceful day filled with blessings my friend. CR

Don Johnson

Date: 9/2/2011 1:58:00 AM

old friends, these plates that we do use, i get me weetbix cereal to bruise, the old plate is chipped, but never matters, good as any other platters....methinks

Jack Horne

Date: 9/1/2011 1:37:00 PM

Some people treasure old plates, my friend : )

Elizabeth Wesley

Date: 8/31/2011 9:07:00 PM

I think you should hang on to the plate, probably has a lot of great memories attached. Loved this one Sara

Robert Johnson

Date: 8/31/2011 4:29:00 PM

Nothing to do but serve up the dish. We are what we are, no matter the wish. So look in the mirror and give us a smile. And with every scratch, show us your style.

Dinda Minardi

Date: 8/31/2011 9:55:00 AM

I know that you reduced words to make it more poetic. Nicely written, Sara. :)

Steven Mossburg

Date: 8/31/2011 6:25:00 AM

oh to become a silver spoon. How nice that would be. Good job here, very insightful and creative

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 8/30/2011 9:26:00 PM

for a long time has been used....would sound better. I would like to be a silver bell.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

Date: 8/30/2011 9:17:00 PM

great poetry from the plate's point of view Sara.. my Mother had certain plades she kept so pristine and only for special occasions.. this piece reminds me of how she treasured them.. like the rhyme sequence too..luv..

Judy Ball

Date: 8/30/2011 4:37:00 PM

I think we all feel like that every no and then. I used to compare myself to a lady in ton who I thought so beautiful and polished. We both sew and so I saw her as fine blue silk and myself as cotton broadcloth. Then one day God enlightened me to the fact that while silk is beautiful you must treat it with care and cotton broadcloth is not only beautiful but durable' Great job here. God Bless, JB

Sheol Moribund

Date: 8/30/2011 4:30:00 PM

Greetings Sara: Great poem. I really liked the line "used_somewhat abused_but accepting fate", I can relate 2 that! Thanks 4 reading and commenting on my little poem. Peace!!!

Nette Onclaud

Date: 8/30/2011 4:01:00 PM

ohh, sara.. a defining piece that speaks eloquently of changes.. what a joy to read you today, ms. silver spoon! :) huggs, nette

Steven Cooke

Date: 8/30/2011 3:26:00 PM

Interesting analogy. Change is what we do, love the write, excellent job.

Poet Tacito

Date: 8/30/2011 1:40:00 PM

Strong lines here. I understand this desire for spreading the wings and flying to new heights no matter what. But, more importantly, I have the damn "Silver Spoons" theme song in my head now...THANKS! :)

John Smith

Date: 8/30/2011 1:40:00 PM

Make sure your spoon's 'Sterling;' not 'plated.' Else you just face the same problem.