Food (of sorts)
Jillypoet left us this week with the instruction to “cook up a poem.” Prompt #2 at ReadWritePoem was to write about food. I may have stretched that idea a bit. If you’re interested in reading other poems about food, be sure to check out ReadWritePoem this week. Next week, we’ll be writing about pieces.
My Green Fairy
In memory, I can float you on the back of spoon.
The metaphor should be obvious,
I always loved you mixed with six parts water.
Flying to a fantasy land was not a hallucination,
not just. It was a whole reality like Neverland
but I couldn’t hear the crocodile ticking
until the alarm was going off.
I would have fenced all the guards of Venice for you
and I thought I got off light
when all you wanted was a sugar cube.
Trick was, the cube needed to sweeten you
is larger the known universe.
Not even my ego makes up the difference.
It’s a bitter swallow, failure, and proof the mix isn’t right.
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well i am not sure i am taking away what you wanted me to take away… but i get the feeling that you are dealing with someone that can never be satisfied here….
With the caveat that the “I” of the poem is not exactly me, this is as good an interpretation as any. :) -tom
I would have fenced all the guards of Venice for you
Love that line !
Thanks! -tom
“Not even my ego makes up the difference.”
That’s a fantastic line. It’s surprising to me in the context of the poem, and I love lines that surprise but make perfect sense once you’ve read them.