Not A Peach: Almond Bitters

by trippetta TC   Nov 21, 2009


The donut is bigger than the hole,
All is useful
Take your toll
The rind has nitrogen, water want & logged
I care naught & feel full
Nothing rhymes with orange and so what?
I still like the pulp
Like linen,useful flax
Paper, mush, mill
Enrapture & the placid thirst, drink lust
(dipsomania) Big Gulp
And they say that it's useless
beyond the bridge & over the hill
I will tred on nomadic
Never worm, never simple, never egg alone
It's been a cruel gruel of famine,
enough to make one "SIC"
Live strive atone

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  • 12 years ago

    by yogi73

    I like the oddball rhythmic style of the words you've chosen. well done

  • 13 years ago

    by Sungrl And Mrs Whatsit

    Quite a brilliant rant...I really must say..
    '-)
    I (too) will tred on nomadic..

    "Live strive atone".......Indeed!

  • 13 years ago

    by Nicko

    Deep mandarin melancholy, i've read this poem of yours a number of times, now feel i know it better..well a little and i can see something lying under the lilly pad just not sure what...

  • 14 years ago

    by Michael D Nalley

    Not at all too deep for my taste

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