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Angie’s Antics…

Down in the Freezer!

By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶Published about a month ago 1 min read
Angie’s Antics…
Photo by Jainath Ponnala on Unsplash

For: Poppy's Prompts #3: March


Humid day

Emerald green sky…

Maybe more hail on the way?

What better time for a deep dive…

Down, down, down… into the chilly abyss

Dad’s crammed chest freezer… with ice encrusted

Will I topple in, vanish… never to be seen again… alive?

A mental compass activated; Search and Rescue Mission, or Destroy?

Vanilla yoghurt abandoned eons ago… Dad detests yogurt! He’s disgusted!

Retrieve… then definitely dump; ditch, discard… our only ploy.

Takeaway container… icy spiderwebs embellish

Pink, yellow, green, red… mould?!

Eek! I recoil…it sure looks hellish!

Your mother made that!

Dad chirps up with a grin.

Mum’s gone, she died

Two years it’s been.

It’s her Trifle!

We decide.




Half a leg

Frozen solid!

We only need a bit.

The circular saw… Dad’ll fix it!

Burning metallic smell…

“This tastes horrid!”

That didn’t

Go so…




This is off!”

“Don’t be silly…

It’s just tomato sauce…”

Sip and try… we almost cry!

“Grandie’s put vinegar in!”

“Waste not, want not…”

His motto to





Dry bread

Without a doubt, toss it out

Into the back yard… birds will be fed.

Curry, mince or stew… any old brew

Oh, put it in a container… save it!

For Cocoa the dog, it’ll do.

Dad sure was frugal!

He made life

Fun! For...




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About the Creator

Angie the Archivist 📚🪶

Addicted to reading… especially fiction and recently poetry.

Personality of a Labrador.

Attention span of a gnat! 🙃

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  • D.K. Shepardabout a month ago

    Charming and stomach churning all at once! Fantastic poem and great incorporation of the words! Like your dad I can’t condone food waste…hope I make things fun too!

  • Andrea Corwin about a month ago

    Sounds like my daughter clearing my stuff when I’m traveling. Super clever and well done. I’m off now to clear out my garage freezer, CYA later, LOL:

  • Hannah Mooreabout a month ago

    Oh the forgotten freezer depths! Sounds like a biohazard!

  • Lana V Lynxabout a month ago

    This was funny, gave me such a great picture of that freezer!

  • Kelsey Clareyabout a month ago

    Haha I love this! Reminds me I really need to get around to cleaning out my fridge and pantry again.

  • Angie, your poem skillfully combines comedy and a hint of nostalgia, taking the reader on a pleasant trip through the nostalgic and quirky nooks of a family freezer!

  • Poppy 2 months ago

    hahaha I love this! Your Dad sounds iconic. Glad you cleaned out that freezer though... it just might've need it? Great writer's voice especially Angie!

  • Ewwww, hahahahahahahhaa!! The long forgotten gross "treasures" 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 Loved your poem!

  • John Cox2 months ago

    I love the playfulness of the visual structure of your poem and the poetic contents (of the fridge as it were). The context of memory and frugality brings elements of an elegy to the poem but without sacrificing its sense of playful celebration. This is really out of the box poetry. I love it!

  • Wonderful work. You always amaze me with your talent of putting words together that make sense and make a statement. That was a good read!!! 😎

  • Rachel Deeming2 months ago

    The mysteries of the deep freeze. My mum has a chest freezer. It has frozen peas that have been captured by the ice as they've escaped from the bag and the strangest containers of food thst you dread what they may contain. This was fun!

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