Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Poetry Stretch - Some Pepper



Last week my mind was on salt, this week it's moved to pepper. Tricia over at The Miss Rumphius Effect challenged us to write a love poem without any terms of endearment or adoration, no "romantic stuff." Here's my response, though the word "my" in the next-to-last line might be a bit of a cheat:


A VALENTINE OF SORTS TO MY HUSBAND

with thanks to Wikipedia


Peppercorn, yes,

but not the British engineer (mechanical)

and not the British author (vindemial)

not the British painter (pictorial)

and not the singer-songwriter (lyrical)

not payment for documentation (legal)

nor steam locomotion (tri-cylindrical);

but You, my peppercorn (spicy & irresistible)

and Me (yes, hungry & yes, combustible.)



I like the trajectory of that - mechanical, vendemial, pictorial, lyrical, legal, tri-cylindrical, irresistible, combustible. It's not a poem, really, and it's really not a love poem. But it was fun.

3 comments:

  1. I love this--so original. I'm afraid you will need to join Facebook to read Jane's poem. Since she's celebrating a b-day today, it is buried beneath a mountain of comments. If you want to e-mail me (you can find my address on my blog), I'll send it to you. It will break your heart.

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  2. I like the progression of those end words too. And the contrasting/complimenting meanings. Very clever!

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  3. Clever and fun. Now I'm off on a quest to find the meaning of vindemial.

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