*what A Taste Poem by Catrina Heart
*what A Taste
What is funny? What is funny?
In this wordy domain of noodles and wires
Many people dine on MY own plate...
Savoring each taste of spice...
Bitter sweet, salty and sour
Each serving is 'O wow'
What a wonder festive hours...
Worst more than he could ever thought
Beyond the wines, candles and floral designs
Fishy, meaty, fresh and crisp
It's not my fate, not my choice
But my chair is stock to unknown restaurant
Mediocre, shenanigans...corporate buffets
What terminologies to put to dish and dine
Menus of dreams and reality merged in one's knife...
05-17-10
'Menus of dreams and reality merged in one's knife'... liked this exoression... a work very nuch allegoric...10
I really like the way the words bind together and click like a guitar...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 2:21:03 AM # 1.0.0.1119
What a poem! I got the full tasty. Tasty and crunchy. Full of magical description. Indeed a nice write.