i may have once liked you
for your taste and texture
both seeming so pleasing
just the right temperature
your then savory flavor
overtime has grown stale
herbs and spices familiar
like twelve servings of kale
take your no-sizzle steak
and your sunken souffle
to the table, not able
your half measures dismay
my bland pal, you big bore
i have served your last meal
may i show you the door
adios, it’s been real
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Socially, economically and legislatively speaking, is it ever possible to make the status quo palatable?
For oneshot wednesday
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Pie pic by thebittenword.com
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it is an intriguing question…status quo for too long seems stagnant…though i do fear it speaks to our american hunger of more, better…it is good at times to settle on a status quo, if it is at the right level…i like this, makes me think…
Thought provoking…status quo needs to be challenged sometimes for welcomed change…..
nice! Dig the peace-out flair of the last line. And “twelve servings of kale” will just destroy taste-buds. Witty, clever poem.
Oh this one is filled with ambiguity. I love it! Yes, the same old, same old does lose its tastiness, no matter how good it once was. So what do we do to keep it fresh? And now I am thinking of marriage…
Hi Molly, that’s one of the things I adore about poetry — the meaning and interpretation rest upon the reader.
Always nice to see you here.
Long live the status quo, for without it, how would we know just how abnormal we all are! lol Consumerism runs rampant as we are content to dig into that same piece of pie each and every night. Thought this was a great little piece, fun in its structure and read, but at the same time, gets the old brain working with its much more serious underlying meaning.
Natasha, welcome to The Halfway Point! I tend to err on the serious side so thank you for digging deeper than the silly surface of this post. There’s so much about our society’s status quo that needs revisiting.
I liked this a lot, Belinda. Very thought provoking. Seems many like the status quo – makes them feel safe (maybe even smug).
love this belinda…take your no-sizzle steak
and your sunken souffle… clever write!
And that’s a meal he’ll never forget. I like how you’ve used the elements of cooking, food and taste — very well done.
Belinda — LOL at this verse in the poem,
“your then savory flavor
overtime has grown stale
herbs and spices familiar
like twelve servings of kale”
That was great. I don’t what to say about the status quo. I guess it depends in which direction we move or change. There have been times in my life when I actually preferred the status quo and there have times when the status quo felt like a ball and chain:~)
BTW You write some great poetry:~)
Thanks, Sara! Agreed. There are many aspects of my life I wouldn’t want to change at all either. I was mostly inspired by my frustration with 1) the legislative process and how much of a battle it STILL is to do anything that appears remotely progressive and 2) the general apathetic attitude of and staggering blind-spot vision by many who are privileged (me included) toward the suffering of others whose very basic needs aren’t met.
But despite all of these patterns we can’t seem to change over who knows how many number of years, it’s heartening and food for the soul to see the outpouring of love from strangers when something like Japan’s or Haiti’s crisis strikes.
I try NEVER to go above 11 servings of kale. Been there and learned my lesson all too well on that, yessiree – over that whole wheel barrow in the swimming pool incident.
WONDERFUL poem!! See how it inspired me?
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You kill me, Jannie!
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Hi there,
I’m passing on the Versatile blogger award to you
Familiarity may breed contempt, but handled by a skilled poet it makes a great write! Vb
Socially, economically and legislatively, change may be too cumbersome to happen quickly, like trying to turn an aircraft carrier on a dime. But as you describe it, it may not be necessary to try to make the status quo palatable through any of those means. Like twelve servings of kale, it will no doubt die of its own bitterness.
An interesting verse… and greatly picturised.
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I loved this- what fun! (When discussing pie and food and leftovers.)
I loved this- how true! (When discussing old lovers or old friends or….)
“like twelve servings of kale”– ouch!
That’s one of the most interesting metaphors I have ever come across! Wonderfully stated, Belinda.. Too much of anything (mundane) for too long can indeed only mean boredom…
wise message.
aptly put…