Hour 17 – Kaleidoscope pair
Reflective playground of relationship
You falter in yellow I recover in green
I shed tears in orange You feel joy in blue
You gain insights in purple while I hold space for you
Pizza #2023poetrymarathon #prompthour22
We were never alike in many ways,
but we managed a semblance
of common ground
at least where it counts…
I like spinach and Ricotta cheese
with buttered garlic sprinkled on top.
While you have your pepperoni
steaming hot, straight from the box.
Will you meet me halfway
where the picnic tables
jostle the weeds in the backdrop
of a Tuscan sky?
You bring your bottle of wine
I will pack the the chequered blanket
and we can sling the sun underneath
our shoulders and brave the seven seas again.
Shirred Eggs
In ramekin place
a butter base
so thin to feel
like silk.
And then esteem
a leafy green,
like spinach,
just to wilt.
The oven’s heat
let it meet
and make a sort
of bowl.
And sprinkle thus
some fennel dust,
and salt to heal
the soul.
Within this cup
an egg, sun up,
then tilt to place
just round
Some grated cheese
to hold with ease,
its creamy
yellow mound.
It needs a spice.
Cayenne, so nice!
Just dust it
barely there.
Yes, just a trace
a lovely taste,
but not too much
to bear.
Three and fifty
heat so nifty
sets our egg
apace
Until it wiggles
just a little;
twelve or more
in space.
The white is set
the yolk still wet,
like pudding
so sublime.
A toast of kings,
its buttered rings
await to soak
in kind.
But first a jam
of roses slam
to sweeten
oh, so thin!
And then on top
just scoop and plop
the egg and cheese
and green.
Oh, serve it swift!
It is a gift
to share with king
and queen.
Test
Test post
Hour 22
Oh, how I love cheese!
sliced cheese
shredded cheese
stick cheese
its oooey. goooey
deliciousness
stretched up, up
and away as I eat
my grilled cheese
(the best way to eat it)…
cheese
is the cheese!
Eyes
Honey-colored eyes
that taste like autumn,
brown eyes
that taste like summer land,
blue eyes
that taste like winter sky,
green eyes
that taste like a fresh spring,
daffodil eyes
that when they look at me
make me lose myself
in the depth
of their charm
Hour6
I know that you hear me.
So, do not pretend to be deaf!
Do you see me as I am?
Because I see you as you are!
Pizza Night-Hour Twenty-Two
Hot cheese stretching out
pepperoni and olives,
just for dinner now.
Running
Running
Running seems the thing to do
if there’s ever a wrong. Tag,
you’re it! Run away. Honey,
we’re out of milk. Run to store.
Pop fly! Run around the bases
before you’re caught. Feeling
sluggish? Go for a run. The water’s
cold! Run the tap a few minutes.
I missed the bus! Running late.
Don’t legs get tired of running?