Today I took inspiration from Go Poems, and decided to try a still life poem. I went in a little different direction than was suggested–moving away from items of regular use, and had some fun playing around with the idea of a still life poem.
Although I’m back home from my vacation, my mind is still in the islands. So here’s a bit of island flavor in the form of a still life poem.
Malasadas: Still Life
Nestled in a pink box
round balls of dough
rolled in sparkling crystals
of sugar wait.
Tropical creams…
mango, guava, coconut
peek out, hinting at the goodness within.
I take a bite and my mouth fills
with sweetness
that transports me to the sunfilled beaches
and the gentle breezes of tropical trade winds.
Memories of island paradise
fill my belly
all rolled up
in a delicious
Leonard’s malasada.
©Douillard
A poet
remembers,
sees an image
from afar, a
moment captured
inside a frame,
shared within
the wires, reduced
to a piece of
frozen time, bits
and bytes amid
optical illusion,
the sweet taste
of sharing, the
tongue licks
the screen with
words as still
life, in-between
– Kevin
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