I confess – I collect jars…
jam-jars for sure
but others too
sweets, gherkins, pills
My partner imagines
I seriously culled the jam-jars
and truly I tossed a few
since diabetes and jam-making
don’t mix
But mainly I re-hid them
where she wouldn’t look…
© Andrew Wilson, 2024
Over at dVerse Poets Pub, whimsygizmo in Quadrille, aka De Jackson, urges us to write a Quadrille – a poem in just 14 words containing the word jar…