Lovely Onion Cries -- a Poem for dVerse Poetics and Friday Writings
To the Lovely Onion
Lovely Onion, why do you cry
I'm the one who should be crying
Role to cry, not yours, 'til I die
You're so beautiful when you're sliced
Your rings gleaming with joy you serve
Crisp and ever kept when on ice
Your tangy taste brought to the fore
When you're breaded and brown and fried
Your lovers always cry for more
Healthy food you match so many
Vitamins, minerals and fiber
Salted for sodium and taste
Lovely onion, I see not you should cry
Lovers abound in this world you to try
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The fine print:
- Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2013* and 2023, All Rights Reserved **
- I am linked with Melisa Lemay, guest host, dVerse Poetics: Peeled Away, at
- I am linked Magaly for the prompt at Friday Writings # 88 ,
- Magaly has asked us to write of "poetry or prose, which includes a cliché used in an unusual way. I opted out on that, but I can't even say "better late than never" because I might "never" do that.
- Notes:
**See my other poems or writes on this blog using or about Onions here,
and on my other active blog here,
Included above is my recipe for making a delicious egg sandwich using Onions. Yummy (BTW, notice how I make a square fried egg in the microwave--it fits the bread better) ,
- To read others using Onions in their works for the prompt,
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Labels: A Tribute, dVerse prompt, Eating, Food, Humor(?), Irregular Ode, Love Story, Poem, Sonnet
posted by Jim @ 8/01/2023 04:05:00 PM
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