Sometimes I have odd thoughts while preparing dinner! :-))


Alas...Sadly... Cut Short

The butternut squash
Is parted dressed with
Honey ginger
Butter and care
Ready for the oven
When I think of its wild
Cousin that matures far from
Humanity's grasp
To live its life through
To satisfaction
And natural decay
releasing its next generation
While mine cultivated in
An industrial greenhouse
Life cut In its prime
Emasculated
To satisfy a momentary
Culinary whim



Poetry by josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-04-13 at 21:48

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This made me smile!
2015-04-18


Anly Stede The PoetBay support member heart!
This made me smile ear to ear :) Loved it.
2015-04-18


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Well said, Joe. This would be "the circle of life" in our bizarre, mechanized world.
2015-04-18


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
I think this habit of forcing fruit and vegetables is sad, I know it is commerical and people want things all year round but there is a reason for seasons and things do taste so much nicer when grown naturally with the correct elements - but enjoy your dinner as I enjoyed your poem

Elle x
2015-04-14


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Yes, that is sad in a way. And the actual plant has probably been changed a lot by horticultural breeding and God know what else. Interesting to think about. Thank you :)
2015-04-14