Margo Roby’s Tuesday Tryout was a horror of a prompt for this metaphor-phobe, to think of an object and list four or five previously unthought of uses for it. There was a lot more to the prompt, but my mind seized up. I read some of the other contributions, and remained in stasis. Yesterday, being empty of poetry, I posted a recipe for Seriously Sinful Chocolate Cake. This morning, still struggling, I suddenly thought Why not? Mea culpa, Margo, but I forgot about your instruction to begin each line with an active verb.
A recipe for chocolate cake
can be an academic exercise,
to be read in an idle moment,
something to file and forget
or a temption to sin.
The making could be a challenge
and the baking problematic –
the result could be a disaster,
leading to guilty indigestion,
a few extra pounds on the hips;
a symphony of loveliness
or a poem in a poetry drought.
Now I’m hungry. Really hungry. Chocolate cake is always worth the weight on the hips.
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It can indeed be all those things. 🙂
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‘Mea culpa, Margo, but I forgot about your instruction to begin each line with an active verb.’
I love it when people follow the exercise; I love it even more when they don’t, but have been prompted to a poem by it. Yes? Yes. More chocolate cake, ViV.
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Viv, great last line!
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