Patricia Cresswell Poet Free verse

Consuming Grapes and Pickles

consuming grapes and pickles

dig deep 
passed the shovel 
filled with detritus
don’t whine about today 
tomorrow already eats the clock

ideas dance 
like sugar plum fairies
Through a head
cotton wool as Pooh’s
brain storms turn to chaos

ideas fade 
leaving tantalizing hints
of their greatness 
if they had been captured
like finches in a fine net

pickles and grapes
tart and sweet is life
consume them at my desk
my memory numb, lacklustre
prompted with fruit and pickled cucumbers.

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Jannie Breedt March 17, 2018 at 1:31 AM Your metaphorical genius comes out. I just dig it

Joanna Daniel January 27, 2018 at 7:06 AM Some classic lines in this, Patricia, enjoyed reading:)

John Fleming January 23, 2018 at 7:09 PM Glad to be reading your poetry again, Patricia...as always it makes for compulsive reading. My very warmest regards! In affection :) john P.s I am off to bed! Got a well earned week off now. :) Patricia Cresswell January 23, 2018 at 9:55 PM Thank you John. I hope your week is wonderful.

Vijay Pandit January 23, 2018 at 5:22 PM So many lines of deep meaning, in your poem Patricia! ...."tomorrow already eats the clock".."brainstorms turn to chaos"... "captured like...". I feel this well written poem kept the ideas dancing, never letting them fade. Patricia Cresswell January 23, 2018 at 6:13 PM Thank you Vijay. I have had a downward dog sort of time recently.

Silent One January 23, 2018 at 2:36 PM Does not sound like a good combination, this is a ddep poem Patricia.. Patricia Cresswell January 23, 2018 at 3:14 PM Thank you. I actually tried it not so much.