Tuesday, January 24, 2006

[for a kid ‘stuck’ at the dining table]

stared down at dinner's fish and i thought it moved its tail
the peas and carrots sitting beside it, they sure did smell quite stale
the chicken, the pork, this whole dinner hoo-haa,
it makes a kiddo like me shudder, wince and turn so very pale

the sauce on top looked like a gooey slime trail
steam from the food ‘odors’, pungent as hyena exhale
I moaned and groaned as I sniffed the air
I dare no wonder or imagine how my tastebuds would fare

Looked down at my toes, wriggled, curled and counted them
Why can’t I have ice-cream, cookies or jam
instead of Gravy that clings, like glue, gel and phlegm
as my mind slowly wandered and dreamt

i saw cotton candy clouds and lollypop trees
red, yellow, green, within a rainbow sheen
Soda flavored rivers and apple juice seas
such joyful brain pictures, it makes my chubby face grin

i clanked my bowl, i twirled my spoon
my fork parachutes peas, up and over the moon
they flew up high, before they dived down
and then in gramma's soup, they drowned

I bowed my head, tilted it, and slanted my gaze
Looking at no one, I prayed hard no one would look my way
bashfully i lifted my spoon again to eat
the ‘stuffs’ on my plate which were anything but a treat

© - by frostking and icequeen 2005

posted by kmli @ 9:45 PM