Thursday, 12 June 2014

The strawberry and pepper game





I braid strawberries

on my hair,

vanilla blue shaken, I

preen searching for right

combination of

pivot & percussion 

spices & silence

much like

sugar & tomatoes

hot chili & chocolates

salt & freshly ground coffee

to say my words

pepper-dashed, sultry cream on your tongue.

My head is a pickle of contradictions

Which you don't mind at all

I pucker my lips

bloody ruby, half bowl of moon, 

& wait for you to

read my scrumptious invitation.

One thing I'm not:  brain-

washed lobster fingerlings in your soup-




Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Connecting the Unconnectible ~Hosted by Claudia S.

Picture credit:   here

32 comments:

  1. This is multi-layered. I particularly liked the part about your head being a "pickle of contradictions" - I think that's a damn good way to describe the human brain :-)

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  2. and of course no lobster fingerlings...

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    1. My first comment did not go through.. what I meant to say that your little alliterative contradictions are little gems..

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  3. hot chili and choclate go wonderful together....just saying...had a friend make me hot pepper truffles...omg...to die for ....ha....o la what an invitation there in the end....braiding your hair with strawberries would certainly get my attention...ha....i would take berries over chocolate anyday....except maybe that chili chocolate...smiles.

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  4. great he doesn't mind the contradictions.. i always think they make things much more interesting - no matter in what area - very cool images grace and love that almost everyone had the lobster in so far...smiles

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  5. Your closing lines were killer, & somehow within the crustacean eros, the fruit beret, you aroused our ardor & ramped up our vigor; nice job with the prompt; but no lobsters in the jockstraps of my poem; smile.

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  6. Grace I really liked the imjages you conjured up. Wildly subtle in many ways. >KB

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  7. oh... love how you ended with one thing your not... kudos for the use of lobster... smiles...

    and the sensuality of your words being pepper-dashed, sultry cream on the tongue--brilliant! I have long enough hair on top to braid, all the berries would be eaten by the time I try to weave them tho... hahah

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  8. A very special menu of emotions. Pleasure to read.

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  9. A feast of unconventional images. The pepper dashed words, pickle of contradictions and those brain-washed lobster fingerlings in the end.. very creative and well-penned. :-)

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  10. Yes, wonderful that he enjoys the contradictions - you are the spice of life! Great imagery here :)

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  11. Wonderfully blended words and such a talented writer you are.

    I enjoy your imagery very much. :)

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  12. HaHa! One thing I'm not! Exquisite. I used a few of the same ingredients but without this Grace-full zesty sensuality.

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  13. Loved the ending Grace. Lovely combinations of contradiction. Excellent poem.

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  14. You mention lobster, and my ears perk up! I enjoyed this, Grace.

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  15. Lobster in the soup! That'll be especially tempting Grace! Wonderful contrasts perfectly done!

    Hank

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  16. With that much in your head you may get into a pickle with all the pickles, a pickle good time lol

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  17. it's the spice in a woman that makes the sweet irresistible. This was a poem of contradictions and possibilities - nicely said.

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  18. "My head is a pickle of contradictions"..how beautifully you say this and all the wonderful contrasts and a spot on close...

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  19. What a deadly combo! I am in awe of this:)

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  20. I loved your end very much..such a nice contrasts you have served here..:)

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  21. Very enticing....but you know when to draw the line..clever, Grace:)

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  22. I LOVE "my head is a pickle of contradictions"!! And the half bowl of moon and fingertips in your soup. Very cool!

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  23. this served up a bounty of beautiful contradictions - loved 'I preen searching for right
    combination of pivot & percussion" lovely! K

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  24. WOW--I don't even have words for how good this is, slammed right into me--that kind of good.

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  25. Love your connections, Grace. One - tomato and sugar-reminds me the preserve I made used to out of small tomato...very interesting contradiction, but how about sweet potato...

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  26. One thing I can say for sure - you are definitely not a brainwashed lobster fingerling in a soup. you are much too creative to be one. :-)
    on a more serious note, your poem reminded me of a panecotta. I was surprised by the blend of pepper and cream in a dessert, yet it worked, just like your combinations here. :-)

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  27. My head is a pickle of contradictions is a wonderful line!

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  28. It's amazing how the oddest opposites go so well together.

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