Here are three poems I’ve written for Tricia’s Monday Poetry Stretch--Food for Thought.
Watermelon slice
I sink my teeth in
Savoring succulent flesh
Juice dribbling down my chin
Eating my way down
To a broad green grin
On my plate
a mountain of spaghetti
strewn with meatball boulders
oozing tomato lava
soon to be blanketed in a blizzard of cheese…
pass the Romano, please!
I bet you didn’t know that Jack--of beanstalk fame--used some of the gold he stole from the giant to open a bistro in Fairy Tale Town! Jack would like to describe one of the blue plate specials he serves daily.
Our fresh-picked beans are GIANT-size.
They come with golden eggs and fries,
Three bowls of moles and scaly skinks,
And fee-fi-fo-fum sausage links.
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3 comments:
You need to put together a collection of food poems, Elaine--and send it out!
Ooh la la. You could expand that Jack poem into an entire verse novel about Fairy Tale Town!
Jules, 7-Imp, who is suddenly hungry
Janet,
Writing poems about food comes naturally to me...because I love to eat!
Jules,
That "Jack" poem was intended for inclusion in "Excerpts from the Fairy Tale Files," a collection of humorous fairy tale poems I have been working on for more than ten years.
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