Jan Oskar Hansen Poet Blank verse

Chicken and Other Foods

Chicken and Other Foods.  

She is coming home tonight, been away for two days.
Bought her, what she likes… a well roasted chicken.
 On the farm where I was brought up, old hens that
didn’t lay eggs as before had heads chopped off and
ended up in the pot. Incredible tough meat had to boil 
it for hours. Never liked the smell in a chicken coop,
I think concentration camps must have stunk like that
too many bodies in small rooms and no escape. 
 The coop’s capo wasn’t safe either, when it didn’t
perform as before, off with its head. When she enjoys 
her roasted chicken with lemon sauce I will eat a burger, 
since it doesn’t look remotely like a dead animal and as 
I have never seen a dead cow, only milked them every
morning at five, it will taste ok with Italian salad.

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Carol Sunshine Brown January 25, 2012 at 10:39 AM I wish I had a better understanding on the forms of poetry so I could give you a clear confident comment on your writing Jan. I will tell you I do love reading poetry. I thank you for sharing yours today I enjoyed reading it. Love, Carol Jan Oskar Hansen January 25, 2012 at 12:40 PM think mike Spillane

Brenda Victoria Northeast January 25, 2012 at 3:51 AM Had to laugh and your preferences- yes when one thinks to much about the source of where the food came from can be a source of worry -depending on how strong or hungry ones tum I guess! To cover up, is the other way, blessings thanks for sharing your very interesting poem Jan- blessings, bren : ) Jan Oskar Hansen January 25, 2012 at 4:09 AM thank you Brenda