C'Est La Vie Poem by Valerie Dohren
C'Est La Vie
Had my fill
of the almost empty pot –
the residuum is tasteless,
unappealing
and the staff of life
dried and moulded a long time ago
leaving me hungry.
Still, there remains a generous dollop
of cynicism on my plate
which suits my palate
especially for the evening meal.
C’est la vie …..
life throws us many curves, accepting is the challenge good write
What remains on the plate is acceptable in whatever state it is. Life is like that. Nicely put. Thank you.
This piece sounds a bit different than what you have done before, still i can feel your words around..so good to try something new_Soul
C'est la Vie I believe that is French for it is good, please correct me if I am wrong Val. I studied French in High School. I particularly love this poem because it says that life will not always be a cup of tea. The cup of tea is most enjoyable when it is fresh and piping hot and savored with each sip. After awhile when cup empties there maybe a residue that doesn't look to appealing at the bottom of the cup. Make the best of it no matter how it looks. An inspiring write.
Very Interesting poem.. Either life change our taste or we change our taste. Captured very well. loved it...
Wow. Very interesting. A little cynicism maybe? Very apropos.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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A large dollop of good imagery here Val drinking from the pool of life.