19th-century French soupcon and tureens
The prompt for Poetry Thursday is "food." This poem is about our varying relationships with food, at different times and places.
Food as solace
Food as a drug
Food as medicine
Food as love
Food as comfort
as a source of despair
food as heartbreak
a waist was once there!
Food as fashion
as decoration too
food as companion
for a long journey blue
Food for thought
for picnics so bright
food to calm you
through a long dark night
Food that's healthy
food that's just not
pumped with preservatives
and sugars - a lot!
Food as magic
from box to cupcakes
food as challenge
more souffles to bake
Food as glamour
a gateau or eclair
or perhaps a nice tart:
more sophisticated fare?
Food as sorrow
there's never enough
for refugees in Africa
finding sustenance is tough
Eat with your hands
in a Bedouin tent
a feast of roast lamb
and yoghurt with mint
Food at a banquet
a palace supreme
Don't mistake the rose bowl
for a single soup tureen
Food when camping
a day without care
keep it well-hidden
from the paws of a bear!
As usual, with your lovely Southern hospitality, you've given us lots of delicious food for thought :D
Thanks for such a delightful poem!
Posted by: tinker | 29 July 2006 at 07:00
I admire the way you can create a rhyming poem without giving us something that sounds amateurish. Good job!
Posted by: Dani | 29 July 2006 at 04:25
Food as fashion - how appropriate. I love the way you listed all the functions of food, so many I hadn't thought of before.
Posted by: twitches | 28 July 2006 at 23:19
so many ways to think about food...you've thought of so many! well done.
Posted by: Emily | 28 July 2006 at 19:53
i always try to think of food as fuel, but your lovely poem suggests that there is lots more to it. . . the fattening part most likely.
Posted by: ally bean | 28 July 2006 at 19:07
You slay me! This is so darn clever.
Posted by: susanlavonne | 28 July 2006 at 17:07
what a playful poem! like dancing in your pj's at a pizza party. very nice
Posted by: wendy | 28 July 2006 at 15:19
Loving spoonfuls you serve!
Posted by: Tongue in Cheek | 28 July 2006 at 10:37
It's so nice Tara to read poetry about food's varing roles. Its really thruth.
Without food what we are ?
XO
Posted by: claude | 28 July 2006 at 08:23
That was so fun and as I read along I kept thinking, "yep, uh huh, yep, that too." Lovely!
Posted by: DebR | 28 July 2006 at 06:36
wow, amazing the role food plays in our lives isn't it!
Posted by: jennifer | 28 July 2006 at 05:27
what a great poem...it covers EVERYTHING that food means and symbolises for all of us.
My god our realtionship with food is so involved.
Posted by: madeleine | 28 July 2006 at 04:07
I loved every stanza nodding my head in agreement. I feel like I've been on a journey. Excellent!
Posted by: Tammy | 28 July 2006 at 02:00
That was great!
lol
:)
Posted by: amber | 27 July 2006 at 23:23
Fabulous! I'm vegan now, but reading about eating roast lamb and yogurt with mint in a bedouin tent...it made my moth water!!
Posted by: Verity | 27 July 2006 at 21:31
Great post, it has your special touch, natch. You know I love this section!!! Now I am hungry.
"Food as glamour
a gateau or eclair
or perhaps a nice tart:
more sophisticated fare?"
Smooch,
The Tart
; )
Posted by: Cheap Tarts | 27 July 2006 at 21:12
Love this peom all about food..mine is "food as chocolate to comfort me" MY waistline I left it when in my 40's!! Good lighthearted post!:)
Posted by: naturegirl | 27 July 2006 at 20:42
"a waist was once there!" Ha! So true! Well done. :)
Posted by: Marilyn | 27 July 2006 at 20:23
Utterly delightful. My kind of eating, my kind of reverie about food....my kind of poem.
Posted by: kristen | 27 July 2006 at 20:10