What Diets Do to Me

His almond eyes
saw lies—master of praxeology--
 felt the violet
writhing, in air
lemon-fresh.

He uncovered
the giant specter
who hacks away
to disturb
the dissimulation
I wear, an ostracon
large enough to hide the haunting,
but with words enough to belie the charade.

Fire the kiln,
Dig up the carob root,
I need a new guise
and
caffeine-free chocolate.
 
Written for Shawna's Monday Melting at rosemarymint:  the ten words, carob, root, fire, violet, lemon, disturb, almond, writhe, specter, and hacks.

Comments

  1. ✿March 26, 2012 at 8:28 PM

    Ahhh, Ginny! This is fantastic. You are most assuredly the poet of the day. :)

    The sound alone. I wish you could record this. Perfect introduction via the title.

    I adore "His almond eyes
    saw lies—master of praxeology"

    "ostracon" ... great word!

    "the giant specter
    who hacks away" ... Isn't that the truth?!

    This gave me chills: "Fire the kiln,
    Dig up the carob root" ... Something serious is about to go down. ;)

    I'm so glad you had time to write this week!

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  2. GinnyMarch 27, 2012 at 4:49 AM

    Thanks, Shawna! It's been fun--I've missed it!!

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  3. Laurie KolpMarch 27, 2012 at 4:52 AM

    I really enjoyed this, Ginny... especially like the last stanza.

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  4. Maude LynnMarch 27, 2012 at 6:46 AM

    What a fantastic ending!

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  5. GinnyMarch 27, 2012 at 3:18 PM

    Thanks, Laurie and Mama Zen! It's fun to get back into the groove of writing poetry.

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  6. Anne KatherineMarch 27, 2012 at 5:19 PM

    Is this about being caught eating something "bad"?
    I LOVE chocolate and do wish they would come up w/ a truly divine substitute for the real thing. Though I heard a snippet on the radio about how eating chocolate actually helps you lose weight. And the announcer said, "oh, I guess I've been doing it wrong!" Well, me, too, as in eating way too much!! :)
    Great job using the words in a very witty way!

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  7. GinnyMarch 27, 2012 at 8:38 PM

    Now that I've been on this acid reflux diet, I've realized just how much I used chocolate as a little pick-me-up or a Mommy reward! I LOVE chocolate too! and haven't found a substitute that was even close!!!

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  8. Yousei HimeMarch 28, 2012 at 5:03 PM

    Enjoyed the music and the poem.

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    1. GinnyMarch 28, 2012 at 7:12 PM

      Thanks, Yousei! Your site is beautiful and love your sense of humor/recipe. :)

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    2. AnonymousMarch 30, 2012 at 7:51 PM

      Wasn't her recipe hilarious?!

      I hope you'll write a poem again next week. I'll probably post the words on Sunday to give everyone a jumpstart.

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  9. AnonymousApril 2, 2012 at 6:49 AM

    Here are this week's words, Ginny. I hope you'll come write for me again:

    http://rosemarymint.wordpress.com/2012/04/01/monday-melting-week-11/

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    1. GinnyApril 2, 2012 at 10:19 AM

      What a great list--makes me think of a cool, healing breeze! It may be tomorrow before I get a chance, but I'd like to try--

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