Empty | But I Smile Anyway...

When you get all comfy
Sat down on the loo
And realise that the loo roll’s gone
Blimey! What to do!

Or, soaking in the shower
You reach for your favourite gel
Squeeze, but nothing comes out…
They’ve finished that as well!

Reaching in the caddy
To make a cup of tea
But, alas, no teabags
Seriously?!

Empty boxes of chocolates
Pringle tubes with just one left
All these empties in my house
I really feel bereft!

Is it honestly so hard
To refill all these things?
Or at least tell me to replenish
When I go shopping?

I am not a mind reader
And I’m not the only one
Who has the capability
To put the bog roll back on

Drinks, lightbulbs, petrol
And so much other stuff
When left spent, or empty
It leaves me in a huff!

I’m sorry for the whining
Please say I’m not alone
It just really get my wick
I need to have a moan!

Ritu 2017

Sue’s #writephoto prompt this week…

It wasn’t often that she got to the beach ahead of the rest of the crowds, but today was one of those days. The morning mists were just clearing, and the sun was starting to shine.

Looking at the empty run of golden sand, with the tufts of green grass inviting her to sit, she took a step forward.

Then stopped.

Those shadows.

Glancing to her right, she expected to see other standing there. Drat, she wasn’t the first after all.

But there was no one there. The whole beach was empty.

Yet the shadows remained.

And they appeared to be moving towards her.

Footprints appeared in the sand.

She needed no other warning.

Tightening her grip on her beach bag, she sped off, screaming to no one in particular.