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Click hereI found Zen
this morning
over eggs and ham
slicing with a knife
uplifting with a fork
to place the arrow
down my throat
a sign of direction
for my purpose
to fill me.
as is, is a serious attempt at profundity, a bad thing, a very bad thing. Despite the arrow down your throat and the fork and the knife it has no point. Slighly reworded you could have had a good ironic feel to it or a truer sense of acceptance of things. Zen, ham and eggs, knife and fork coupled with purpose, direction and filling - way too many ingredients, leave some of them out. It smacks of trying to overwhelm. Take this what it is - that's zen. Not that crap MET is selling.
I found Zen
this morning
over eggs and ham
slicing with a knife
uplifting with a fork
to place the arrow
down my throat
a sign of direction
for my purpose
to fill me.
A zen breakfast
From ham and eggs;
A bit more complex than when eggs are scrambled
But far simpler than a monster omelet
Loaded with my favorites ~
Onions, peppers, cheese, tomatoes, and ham...
And now I'm hungry.
for zen...needs only a muffin to finish a zen meal...winks..blue
An unusual, imaginative write. Enjoyed reading this.
p.s your poem has been mentioned on the New Poem Review