a poem, in the works

Medium Rare

Love me like a steak.
Tender, juicy,
Pink-in-the-middle-raw.

You’ll be treated like a
cream puff,
delicate and sweet.

I go well with mashed
potatoes, pepper, and
sweaty onion-halves.

You pair nicely with wine,
crème fraiche,
salted caramel.

Handled wrong, we’ll
both be tough. But,
gristle can be flavor.



What do you think? It's fun how some poems are never really done. (Fun and sometimes frustrating...) I think I like it as is, but I'd love to hear any critique. Have a good afternoon!

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both far, originally uploaded by celerytart.

Let's step through sea foam as it licks our shins.
Let's roll with the waves, and tumble
with the undercurrent.

Dawn - William Carlos Williams

Ecstatic bird songs pound
the hollow vastness of the sky
with metallic clinkings--
beating color up into it
at a far edge,--beating it, beating it
with rising, triumphant ardor,--
stirring it into warmth,
quickening in it a spreading change,--
bursting wildly against it as
dividing the horizon, a heavy sun
lifts himself--is lifted--
bit by bit above the edge
of things,--runs free at last
out into the open--!lumbering
glorified in full release upward--
songs cease.

William Carlos Williams

This is by far one of my favorite poems. I think it is incredibly beautiful and moving. I don't have any new writing to post right now, so this is something to read instead. I hope you enjoyed.