Lemon Pie in the DSMIV

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My frazzled mind,
like lemon rind,
bitter, unkind,

has lost its zest.
Better, best,
and all the rest —

the egg, the crust,
the flour dust,
the pie pan's rust —

the stirring whang,
the cloudy tang,
the white meringue —

the wait, the heat
that bakes the treat...
I cannot eat,

nor take a bite;
my gut not right,
no appetite.

 

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twelveoonetwelveooneover 16 years ago
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Ok I don't know what to make of it, I would have given it an 100 without blinking, if I saw more whang, tang ~ meringue. The rhyme looks random, not fully developed. But, I can't give it a 75 - 'cause I'm scared.

LeBrozLeBrozover 16 years ago
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This poem was mentioned in Wednesday's New Poems Reviews.

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KOLKOREKOLKOREover 16 years ago
Even lemons have their days

Laughing; Lauhing; Lauhing; I think I'd look it up under mood disorders...

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