one week later…
November 29, 2008
I spin the can
of mixed nuts
peering into its greasy
kaleidoscope –
not a cashew
to be found
only jordans,
filberts, and peas
tumbling
in my disdain.
They are all
that remain
of the feast.
wrestling with congruency
I spin the can
of mixed nuts
peering into its greasy
kaleidoscope –
not a cashew
to be found
only jordans,
filberts, and peas
tumbling
in my disdain.
They are all
that remain
of the feast.
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November 29, 2008 at 10:04 pm
Poor Mr. Peanut. Crushed by bulldozers in Wilkes-Barre.
November 30, 2008 at 10:25 am
Hey Frank. Happy Thanksgiving! Yes, poor Mr. Peanut. His wife is still living in a personal care home in the north end. Her name is Shelly.
November 30, 2008 at 11:56 am
condolences, qazse.
i empathise.
my almonds were stolen from the deluxe mixed nuts can. none of my loved ones owned up, making a bushy-haired stranger or one armed-man the most likely culprits.
November 30, 2008 at 3:33 pm
Hi qazse,
Now there’s a moment in time!
I read that previous comment above too fast (with apologies to the writer…) and it came out that a bushy arm pitted man may have stolen the nuts… It’s a horrifying image.
Regards
December 1, 2008 at 2:13 am
HA!!!!
clancyjane – (btw: the deluxe collection sports a higher class of “loser” nuts) I must concur with your choice. The almond is a superior nut. I think it superior to the cashew in that too many cashews and you feel like a tepid quarter cut french fry.
I hope you catch whoever it was I believe fencer is onto something.
fencer – it is a horrific image! That is why I have taken to never eating nuts at a party unless there is a spoon with them. But that presupposes men with hairy arms will use the spoon and resist putting their booger glazed fingers fishing into the nuts.