Clean that Fridge (a Poem)

Published by Lydia Richmond on

My house is a mess. Not in the sense that it’s disgusting or anything but just your basic run-of-the-mill mess.

I want desperately for it to be spotless. Four kids will put a damper on those dreams. So I settle for cleaned surfaces and washed laundry and dishes.

Every now and again, though, I realize what’s lurking behind the silver doors of my side-by-side refrigerator. When we moved, we took the opportunity to clean it out and clean it up. Since then, I’ve done spot cleans and emergency cleans when yet another cup of saved milk is spilled.

If only. If only I wasn’t so tired and so unwilling.

If only someone else would say, “Hey. I could clean that fridge.”


Not my fridge. But oh if it were!

Clean that Fridge

The fridge
a smidge
we keep everything

A spill
that will

Until, well
it takes a spell
give in to

Oh shelves
personal hells
chicken juice
and whatever else

Oh fridge
I cringe
at the thought
of cleaning you

Today happens to be Clean out your Fridge day, and we’re dedicating our November poetry to the theme. Be sure to check out these other posts from my poetry-blogging buddies:

“Clean out Your Fridge Day” from Baking in a Tornado

“Out with the Fuzzy” from Cognitive Script

“Clean!” from On the Border


Karen BakingInATornado · November 14, 2018 at 12:49 pm

OR we can procrastinate and write poems about it . . .

Diane · November 14, 2018 at 3:19 pm

Adorable. And so clever!
Hmmm . . . I like Karen’s idea. Let’s all close that fridge door and head to the computer screen!

Cognitive Script · November 15, 2018 at 11:28 am

I’m with Karen. I procrastinate until it HAS to be done. Then I go weeks that it is done every time I go shopping. I’m not very consistent these days.

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