I laid out the bread, some cheese, some meat –
vegetables too, onions and beets
Added some green with lettuce and spinach,
For ‘twas lunchtime, and I craved a sandwich.
The cheese curled off the silver knife,
And I had to eat for quality of life
As the ham was layered, thick and moist,
My stomach made sure its hunger was voiced.
All assembled, and all present,
The sandwich I had made
Stood proud and stood scrumptious;
not an onion was mislaid.
As I took hold of the sandwich and breathed in the scent,
I knew my hunger had now reached its peak!
But ah, read on, please do, please do,
For the rest I am too sad to speak
Not my hollow stomach
Did the sandwich fill and restore;
‘Cause I did only what a person like I would –
I dropped it on the floor!
‘Tis good, thought I sadly,
watching the cat enjoy my lunch
That at least a meal went to someone hungry;
I’ll find something else to munch
//Your friendly neighborhood Embers//
Awww yiss XDDD
ReplyDeleteLoved it.
*noms on expired peanut butter*
:D Glad you liked it!
Delete*pokes at floor sandwich*
I think that so often, poets try to write about complex subject matter like the evading of time, death and age. It's an uplifting, light-hearted change to see a poem about a sandwich. I particularly like your 5th stanza!
ReplyDeleteWhat grade did you end up getting for this task?
Steph
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Thank you, Steph! Haha, yep, I love writing about seemingly ordinary life occurrences and making them feel like they deal with life-and-death consequences. X)
DeleteWell actually, I'm homeschooled, and my mum hasn't gotten around to marking this poem yet. XD But I'm hoping for an A!