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Saturday, June 12, 2021

Sunday Muse -- Things to Come?

 


The find 

Steady hands that rainy morn 
A precious find, liquid gold 
Nothing sweet could be better 
Lest it be a scrap of fish 

First his tongue would rim the bowl 
A sample of what to come 
Nectar from the night before 
Lovely ladies celebrate 

Next would be his,  feasting turn 
Sample of their night before 
Asparagus pickled beets 
Filet mignon, Sauvignon  

Dessert of dreams his small bowl  
Tastiest find since he'd left 
Sunday morning dumpster dive 
 _ _ _ 

 - Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2021, All Rights Reserved 
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9 comments:

  1. Carrie Van HornSaturday, June 12, 2021 10:23:00 AM

    A wonderful take on the image Jim! A lovely poem!

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  2. qbitSaturday, June 12, 2021 4:00:00 PM

    I do like filet mignon! Got a good lipid screen back yesterday, bring it on!

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  3. HelenSaturday, June 12, 2021 8:11:00 PM

    Love this, the subtle humour.

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  4. robkistnerSaturday, June 12, 2021 9:47:00 PM

    This was sensuous, and surprising - with a taunting wink. Very well written Jim!

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  5. ms_liliSunday, June 13, 2021 8:19:00 PM

    I love these lines:
    "Nothing sweet could be better
    Lest it be a scrap of fish"
    I also enjoyed your twist!

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  6. C. SandlinMonday, June 14, 2021 7:19:00 AM

    Surprised by the end & captivated by the images that came before.

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  7. Susie ClevengerMonday, June 14, 2021 2:33:00 PM

    Oh I love this and especially your unexpected ending. Your poetry is evolving and I am so enjoying the journey.

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  8. kaykualaTuesday, June 15, 2021 12:56:00 PM

    Love the twist from the moving wheel to the the move to an array of food choices. Messy may it seem to start with but it creates the appetite! Great word craft Dr Jim!

    Hank

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  9. SunitaTuesday, June 15, 2021 2:25:00 PM

    Lovely imagery. The last line is the truth of life.

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