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Her Wishes

solitude . . . quiet black peppercorn on a ribbon of tagliatelle I, on my path sinuous striding impelled by you impaled by you

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Di11y Da11y

Date: 10/26/2023 3:23:00 PM

A temptress eating pasta - how aspirational! I'm not sure if impaled involves a fork... I liked the wordplay here

Di11y Da11y
Date: 10/27/2023 12:06:00 AM

And therein is everything that is wonderful about poets and poetry! I love the fact this idea made it to become a poem, maybe I'll free up a few more of my ideas and give them a chance - I'm just imagining myself on a piece of tagliatelle now, I'm not a peppercorn though... Although maybe I should be circular to ensure I get where I'm going :) love it! I'm a huge fan of abstract thought play in conversation... I've decided I'd be a strawberry, out of place and forever in danger of tumbling off :)

Clive Culverhouse
Date: 10/26/2023 11:53:00 PM

I had the idea of me walking a path of life was like a peppercorn on tagliatelle, I liked the analogy so went with it, thanks for reading