- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Carmel
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Click hereWe had pancakes on Saturday morning
with boysenberry syrup
and butter made
from tigers
But that was long, long ago
and far, far away
or yesterday
in Carmel
- COMMENTS
annaswirlsabout 13 years agookay this is simply brilliant. I love when well known but yet not overused references are pulled into every day.
Butter made from tigers
is a phrase I know will stay with me.
PepperPaceover 13 years agoThis poem leaves me wondering about all of the secret meanings. I will probably read it several more times before I select the meaning I like best. Very nicely done!
Kobaover 13 years agoI liked your poem a lot! I read it over at least 10 times and every time I came out with a different twist. Many different possibilities here. Good poetry gives the reader something to think about and this definitely fill the bill. Good work!
theognisover 13 years agoAuthor"And there he saw all the Tigers fighting, and disputing which
of them was the grandest... And they were so angry, that
they ran round the tree, trying to eat each other up...
And they still ran faster and faster and faster, till they all
just melted away, and there was nothing left but a great big
pool of melted butter (or "ghi," as it is called in India)
round the foot of the tree." - Helen Bannerman, Little Black Sambo,1898
Sleep well. :)
vrosej10over 13 years agoSingle spacing would have been better but its a dam cool poem anyway. I get the feeling I should know the butter from tigers reference. It's gunna bug me all night.
Esperanza_Hidalgoover 13 years agothis is too likeable so you get a coolio award. Just simply sugary sweet.
