Baked Potato

You're looking hot
Deceptive skin
I lust to know your
Soft within

A slice in two
Reveals your soul
Accompanied 
With salad bowl

I scoop away
Your very heart
Combine with cheesy joy
To start

Then pop you back
In skin replace
Moments before
I stuff my face

For veggies first
That is the rule
As rhyme destroys
'Poetic cool' 

Often prejudged
By outer shell
By those who know you
Less than well

And yet, potato
Your simple heart
Intends to nourish
From the start

I wake to all
That you can be..
The master of
Versatility 


CV
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Greenhough Avatar
November 18, 2023 at 8:56 AM
Thank you for this beautiful tribute to the potato. Standing alone, or for it's sticky starch, the potato is a great food.
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November 18, 2023 at 9:47 AM
Bless you, Hilda dear x I do not worship the humble potato, but they are worthy of serious attention! Best Cindy x
Meadows Avatar
October 30, 2023 at 9:40 AM
Enjoyed reading this poem. Well done.
Vipond  Avatar
October 30, 2023 at 10:20 AM
Thank you Jeanette my dear. Inspiration comes in all forms. Best Cindy x
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