Kitchen Witch – Poem #97

The kitchen witch still hangs in the window
dangling from a string
along with the spirits
and distant echos

She moves
ever so slightly
as if a ghost had passed
a little too close

The sun shines on her
and on the button
the witch always wears;
I heart Rhode Island”

Empty rooms
now waiting for new life
furniture marks on carpet
ashes in the fire place

Stillness in the living room
sounds of Jobim
remembering Gamboa
embedded in the walls

The bedroom silent
except for faint echos
of passion and love
the children didn’t hear

He takes the kitchen witch
and with one last look
closes the door
and carries her to the car

She sits near to him
on the front seat
next to the bronze box
engraved with pine needles

And the kitchen witch says
“You mustn’t look back”
as he points the blue jeep south
toward the sun.


About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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2 Responses to Kitchen Witch – Poem #97

  1. beetleypete says:

    More poignant memories of lost love and former life. Gets me right in the heart, Frank.
    Best wishes, Pete.

    Liked by 1 person

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