Love Of Fare
At the poetry fair verbiage fills the air
as I sample each poet’s concoction:
haiku-rich canapes, free-form salads, parfaits
of thick verse, sonnets baked to perfection.
Wine of symbol and sound, liqueur lyrics abound
I’m becoming an addict of diction,
till I stumble around very drunk on profound
poems that make my head spin in confusion.
But wait, here is a booth of poetic uncouth
Out of place at this fair, my objection.
Then I look at the name and find mine is the same
it’s my very own poetry section.
So where are the trays and the tasty displays
piping hot and fresh-baked for consumption?
As I’ve wandered this fair I have gained, tasting there,
a keen palate of discrimination.
Here all fridge-tainted, cold, cliche-ridden and old,
bland and lacking in wise introspection.
Now to retain my space in this prestigious place
I’d best spend some more time in the kitchen.
© 2004 by V. Nesdoly
First published in Calendar – 2004
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Every April, as I celebrate National Poetry Month by reading more poetry than usual, I ask myself- what am I doing here? There are so many great poets walking this earth, writing books and posting on blogs and poetry websites. I really don’t belong here…
I’m not sure how much writing more poetry makes one a better poet. There is a sense in which I think one’s style, subject matter, density, word choice, musicality etc. are a matter of personal makeup. But I spend time in the kitchen nonetheless, because I like to poem, whatever the result.
Linked at One Shot Wednesday – Week 41
Violet Nesdoly 
This is wonderful, Violet, a perfect repast for this National Poetry Month, when we all typically overindulge, the feast both well-prepared and not.
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i know just what you mean. so many great poets out there, and i don’t know what i’m doing. but i like your poems. they are you. unique. and as such, valuable. besides, there’s a lot to be said for doing what you love…
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ha. a delightful read…cook it up…and dont let the others flavors over power your own…
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wonderful poem…a special idea to write poetry in celebration of the many gifts we have in life and i must say it sure would be fun celebrating with you…love of fare, take us there, for all to share!!!!
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This is delightful to read! I enjoyed it very much!
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This is so NOT cliche-ridden and old. is very original and fun.
I love poem feasts too, never can get enough to fill me.
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Very good, I need to spend more time in the kitchen as well.
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dear violet,
just stopping by to say ‘thank you’ for your nice comments…the verse for the little red piano was written by a very dear friend and i am so glad you enjoyed it…i love poetry and decided to partake in submitting a poem each wednesday…thank you for visiting my site, and yes to answer your question, it is me playing the piano music throughout the site…i look forward to reading your poem each wednesday and again thank you for the visit…
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This was wonderful to read. Thank you for sharing.
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how are you?
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make a contribution to poets rally today, have fun!
this piece is stunning..keep it up.
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