Saturday, June 10, 2017

What I'm Made Of

Sugar and spice
and all things nice;
red strawberries and
shards of ice.

North wind, south wind,
night bird's call;
prayer and peaches and
folderol.

Some from the heart and
some for show;
wouldn't you, honey,
just love to know.
______

for "I Am Made Of..." at Toads.

16 comments:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love this, strawberries, ice and all.

Magaly Guerrero said...

Your closing lines made me cackle with pure delight. Delicious!

Sanaa Rizvi said...

I am literally swooning over that last stanza! Gorgeous write, Shay ❤️

Rommy said...

The tone is so perfect. It really captures your spirit Shay.

angieinspired said...

as a reader, your words are all i need to know:) nicely done

Dani H said...

i LOVE this, SP!

hope you're enjoying being retired, sweetie.

Sioux Roslawski said...

Shay--I love the "shards of ice" in the first stanza. It so contrasts with all the "nice" things...

hedgewitch said...

A lively and just slightly snarky incantation, totally suiting the mercurial but constant Gemini who wrote it. I love the ending.

Cloudia said...

I love the simple power of this

Kerry O'Connor said...

The secret is in the spice! Never tell.

Julian said...

Nice poetry here.

Jennifer Wagner said...

I love this!

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Delicious, delightful – and I love that wicked wink at the end.

sreeja harikrishnan said...

...an enchanting person...!

grapeling said...

you are the bleeping bomb, Shay ~

Margaret said...

sassy & sweet. Perfect.