Joe Flach Poet Sonnet

Pass the Ketchup, Please

A tradition in our house on New Year’s Day each year
Black eyed peas on your dinner plate will appear
A dish guaranteed to bring you good luck
If you want it all year you better eat them all up

I am not a fan of those black eyed peas
So smother them in onions and ketchup, if you would please
Doctored up this way I will consume the whole bowl
For the good luck that they bring has made me a fortunate soul

So, once a year I will eat those nasty legumes
And if I really am lucky …
    … next New Year’s Day will not get here too soon




For the "Traditions" contest

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Audrey Haick December 20, 2011 at 6:41 PM Congratrulations on your win, Joe. Know how you feel about black-eye peas...so bland! Merry Christmas to you and your family! Annalise

Andrea Dietrich December 20, 2011 at 5:17 PM What other vegetable do those black eyed peas taste like, Joe? I don't think I have had them before. They aren't as nasty as lima beans, are they? Wouldn't you just know it, they would denote good luck (something disgusting to eat). Congrats on your win with this cute entry.

David Williams December 19, 2011 at 2:59 PM Joe congrats on your win, nearly there, get the ketchup stocked up now ha ha ..David

Joyce Johnson December 19, 2011 at 1:56 PM Congratulations on your win. I have never eaten black eyed peas. Love, Joyce

Carol Sunshine Brown December 19, 2011 at 1:26 PM Congratulations on your win in Paula's "Traditions" contest Joe. Love, Carol

Elizabeth Wesley December 2, 2011 at 9:19 AM Those beans could blow you right into next year. Stay safe on the trip my friend!

Phyllis Babcock December 2, 2011 at 8:47 AM My youngest brother used to put ketchup on bread and eat is as a sandwich. Cuts down the taste on things we do not like. Cute poem. phyl

Tony Lane December 2, 2011 at 8:46 AM MMMM, black eyed peas.

Carrie Richards December 2, 2011 at 8:41 AM Each one of my grandkids will bless the invention of ketchup!! It goes on everything!! Love this winner, Joe!!