In a Pickle Am I

In a pickle am I. All is green.
It's like some kind of plant quarantine!

Yes, I feel like I’m hidden from view
and without a clue what I should do!

What a pickle I’m IN. It’s severe.
How the heck did I ever get here?

It’s not comfy to be in this pickle.
And now am I feeling a prickle?

I much would prefer to be tickled
than vinegar-smothered – so PICKLED.

Like a gherkin, it’s not even sweet
and a pickle I never would eat!

This is nasty – like some sour pill.
Oh, it’s bad. It’s a really BIG dill!

Feb. 20, 2020 for Nina Parmenter's Pickle Poetry Contest
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Wolf Avatar
February 26, 2020 at 3:00 PM
So cute, all the way through --esp. the last two lines! Love it, Andrea! :) Gershon
Cheney Avatar
February 26, 2020 at 8:56 AM
This poem is a dilly. Sorry couldn't resist. Enjoyed this one. For the record I love dill pickles.
Godwin Avatar
February 22, 2020 at 4:51 PM
I think your pickle poem is precious and fun - truly a good time read. I got lucky but then I wrote THAT from my MEMORY (see Guy). (Also, Nina's blog for more info). You done good, my friend, and I'm so happy to have carved out some time to read FINALLY. Love, CayCay
Dietrich Avatar
February 22, 2020 at 6:43 PM
glad you liked it, Caycay!
Yvonne Avatar
February 22, 2020 at 9:21 AM
Humorous & extremely well written.
Dietrich Avatar
February 22, 2020 at 6:44 PM
hey, where have you been , my friend??
Koplin Avatar
February 22, 2020 at 8:18 AM
I really like it. Good luck on the contest. Good job
Pandit Avatar
February 21, 2020 at 6:58 AM
You sure don't like them--a fun read, Andrea.
Dietrich Avatar
February 21, 2020 at 7:52 AM
you are right. I despise them. So to actually be inside one would be horrible. What a weird expression it is to be in a pickle. No wonder it means something is bad!
Cunningham Avatar
February 20, 2020 at 11:56 PM
This should pickle its way to the top of the jar. Good luck. Tom
Rodrigues Avatar
February 20, 2020 at 8:39 PM
Very cute! Enjoyed!
Allison Avatar
February 20, 2020 at 8:11 PM
oh I adore pickled dill cucumbers lol :-) hugs Jan xx
Dietrich Avatar
February 21, 2020 at 7:51 AM
I hate them. I will only eat a sweet one!
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