The
metal
bin sits,
’til I stand on it’s toe,
it opens it’s mouth
as if saying hello,
I throw in a tissue
or cotton wool pad,
I wonder, does it feel,
does it ever get mad?
I now need to empty
it’s full belly you see,
so I don’t want it
planning
how
it could
possibly
eat me.
LadyP©2013
I have this… mad (?) idea, that inanimate objects can have feelings, so I usually name them, sounds strange I know, and ‘tis ever so sad when one wears out and needs to be replaced… many tears are shed I can tell you… x
Pen Pusher, I just write when the mood takes me, and wherever my imagination wants to go I try to follow.... 
● Poems 'n Stuff ● 
Cute quick little Poem I hear him groaning sometimes, but then a big sigh as if to say that’s a load off my mind or should I say Belly.
Hugs Sheila xx:)
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I felt like a change in mood Sheila, and my little pedal bin in the bathroom needed emptying yesterday, as I did, the lid closed on my fingers, hence the poem was born in my mind… He’s a sweetie, always there, and it’s so handy to just stand on his ‘toe’ … I’ve never heard him groan though, I shall have to listen out next time.. 😉 Hugs aplenty…xPenx
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I’m a bit different that way … hate the thought of falling in love with something/ one … attachment means entrapment means not being free … strange thoughts, I know … woofs and purrs and hugs for you, my lovely friend P … c.
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ahh Cat, I can’t help myself, the attachments grow with daily use… but I can understand your reasoning, makes for hurting later on, be it people/pets or appliances, … and ’tis not strange at all, … woofs, purrs and hugs aplenty sweet friend c…. P xxx
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You’re a caring soul, LadyP, and I’m sure the Bin will be kind and allow the emptying without incident. As Sheila says, a cute poem, brought a smile my way this Morning. x
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You are a friend indeed, MikeR, to understand my reasoning… (or madness) … and the Bin did behave itself, all fingers are intact… Good to share smiles, ‘cos it makes my day… have a wonderful weekend… xx
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I say watch out when you put your hand in there
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’tis a thought uppermost in my mind John, … these metal bins can be very tricky things.. . 🙂 xx
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especially after dark
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OOooo, don’t get me started John, things change for the worse, in the shadowy darkness of twilight, where imagination is let loose, and wild thoughts take flight, where nothing is familiar, your surroundings are rearranged, seems anything can harm you, as your thoughts become deranged.. 🙂 xx
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Then you switch on the light (whew)
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if you’re quick enough…before THEY get you!! I can feel the thrill of terror as the switch is reached and the light suddenly dispels all doubts.. or shows the culprit … even more terrifying.. if the Bin was actually hostile 😉 Imagination is such a terrible but entertaining thing. x
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Don’t forget Arkwrights old till in ‘open all hours’!
If ever there was a psychotic appliance it’s that one!!! LoL!!!
I have a swing top bin which doesn’t always play fair! 🙂
Love and hugs!
Prenin.
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These crafty appliances Sir Prenin, some seem darkly amused when trapping your fingers… 🙂 … You just have to learn sleight of hand, and foot for this bin of mine.. luv ‘n’ hugs… xPenx
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Like Prenin, I too have a swingtop bin and it definotely doesn’t play fair! Aggravating thing!
xxo
Me and Her
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’tis terrible when your bin works against you, Carole, you never know what can happen, I wonder if they’re ganging together, planning a revolution? … 🙂 … hugs aplenty… to you ‘n her.. xPenx
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Lol!
Very humorous Lady P.
Surely your bin is not big enough to eat you??? 🙂
Enjoy the rest of your weekend.
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Glad you enjoyed the read, Phil, and I think it could, eat me I mean, but only bit by bit, starting toes wise… ‘cos if the toes were eaten I couldn’t stand, and then… erm… I’d be on all fours … so mayhap at a pinch if I was overcome by a natural attack of the vapours, (well, you would wouldn’t you?) the evil Bin could overcome any resistance I’d have… terrible thing, imagination, . 🙂 .. Wishing you and yours a great weekend too, ’tis pouring down here, hence the chance to catch up comment wise… xPenx
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LOL!!! Good one Pen! xx
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thanks Beth, my friend, glad you enjoyed the little ode to my Pedal Bin… xxx
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Mine’s plastic [the one in the bathroom] and over thirty years old that once belonged to friends of mine long ago divorced. I think of them every time I replace the plastic bag I put inside the thing. Oddly,…there is…..something personal……about my…..relationship…….with that bin that transcends its origins and seems to be a cut above other similar possessions…..Odd how we tend toward belief in the lasting loyalty of plastic, but doubts plague most thoughts about humanity…..
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Glad it’s not just me then John, and as you so rightly say, it seems odd, but we do get personally involved by placing items in their mouths, and then almost ritualistically have to empty their bellies. Blimey, this is getting very deep, introspective wise, mayhap I need a psychiatrist to explain my interest with my Metal Bin, … Nah!! I’m sure I’m a well balanced, sane-ish person, who functions quite well naming inanimate objects,… *cough* xx
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That is absolutely adorable, Pen! And there is no way it would want to eat you. After all, it depends on you for all meals. 🙂
I brought fresh out of the oven chocolate chip cookies. 🙂
Love and hugs to you, my friend! 🙂 xoxo
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Pleased you enjoyed this Metal Bin tale, Deb, I enjoyed writing it too, 🙂 … and I never thought of it that way… of course … I’m essential to it’s full belly … aaahhh, I can smell the aroma of those cookies my friend, wonderful, and will go down a treat with a cuppa… luv n’ hugs aplenty to you … xx
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I have to admit I have always had my suspicions of the metal bins in my house!!xxxxxxxxx
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just watch out Sweet Willow, you just never know,…. now we’re awake to their plans, they’ll not have a chance to catch us unaware… 😉 xxx
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Let’s HOPE it doesn’t eat you, Pen! Funny! You gotta watch those bins. They’re sneaky…
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sneaky , very sneaky Kathy, …. and glad you enjoyed my tale of the Metal Bin and it’s nefarious plans… 😉 xxx
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I just looking hard bin in the bathroom and i did the lid closed on my plastic bag.
When I can wears out and need to be replaced I wonder does it feel…
where the Metal bin? I think more next careful in my car’s store?
Have a wonderful Mother’s day Dear XPenX
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I can just picture you Michiko, looking at your bin in a different way now… 🙂 Happy Mothers Day to you my lovely friend… xxxx
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Perhaps if you did not empty it, you wouldn’t have to worry about it wanting to eat you.
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you have the answer, Binky,… of course. that’s the way to go… I shall put that plan into action straight away… 🙂 xxx
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Bins are like pythons. They lie in wait, motionless for days, then strike. They crush the life out of your fingers, dislocate their jaws and slowly swallow you whole. Never seen a bin bag with a bulge in it? Now you know why.
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aaah Andrew, now you’re feeding my imagination as well as the Bin, … I shall now sneak into the bathroom and hastily depart, before it has a chance to strike.. 🙂 , .. many thanks for the smiles… xx
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I think inanimate objects do have feelings, Lady P, and some have ulterior motives and vendettas as well… like the banister by the stairs at work – it always lashes out with a burst of electricity if ever you are near it. It does it deliberately, I tell you!
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ah, ’tis proof indeed Sir Aquatom, that banister has an ulterior motive I betcha… I’ve always thought that objects have feelings, which is why I name them, for you can’t just call them ‘it’ now can you? xx
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I would’ve never thought of this! So clever!
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Glad you enjoyed my whimsy Deborah, I seem to have a strange ‘slant’ to my way of looking at everyday things… 😉 xx
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Just sat down Pen as I cleaned through the house, and having a cuppa with a snack.. and I think you may be right about the bin!… Mine seems to want to snap off my hand… Talk about snapping at the hand that feeds you!.. 🙂
Lovely little poem!. 🙂
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yours too Sue?… I feel there’s an evil plot at work here, Bin Frenzy mayhap, where they take a bite out of us and who knows were it will end… Love your comment my friend, and glad you enjoyed my look at t’Metal Bin… xx
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Pen, I think we have a Bin laden revaluation! What do you think!? He pops up everywhere! hehe! 🙂 😉 I know warped sense of humour Pen.. But you can throw it out in the Trash can! LOL .. Im in that frame of mind today!… What the heck!… Life is far too short.. Big hugs xxx
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strewth, laughed out loud here… Sue, I agree wholeheartedly, life is definitely far toooo short… (just like my little bin ) hehe!! xx
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🙂 🙂 Laugh long.. and loud Pen. Big smiles.. 😀 😆
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BIG, BIG smiles coming your way Sue… have a great day, although we’ve just had hailstones, followed by sunshine… sheeesh!!
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We have it just here now… Lashing it down! and hail stones mixed in… Very Windy here… All the Cherry blossom is being stripped from the trees.. Brrrrrr.. Seems like this may be our Summer Norm… Due to the meddling taking place with our weather..
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voilà une excellente idée d’écrire sur un sujet comme celui là, de penser que les choses matérielles qui nous entourent puissent avoir un quelconque sentiment…après ta lecture, je me pose aussi la question du coup…
qui sait que peut-être un jour j’écrirais qualque chose dans la même idée que toi
bisous Miss Pen, belle soirée
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c’est un plaisir d’écrire et de recevoir un si beau compliment Paul, si je vous donne aussi une idée, alors je suis doublement heureux. bisous mon amie. xPenx
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Aww..now you’ve made me want to treat the dustbin at work a little more nicely…oh and the one in my kitchen too!
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awww!! Just spreading the love Shree, even for li’l metal bins 😉 xxx
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You’re the sweetest! I mean seriously..who would have even spared a thought about these hard working bins! 🙂
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