Five potatoes, preferably brown butter mashed
as colour in the sky turns to stormful ash
a dash of kosher salt, pepper and chopped chives
five poems left until the end of the month arrives.
Now add herb-garlic cheese and follow the recipe
I ponder upon life, its truth and its brevity.
Five hours, five minutes pass like they’re nothing
if troubles arise don’t ever dream of running.
Five seconds to figure whether we love or hate,
but first we must devour the dish that awaits.
Photo credits: Pinterest
Posted for Poems in April @ Real Toads
30 Responses
I love this!!!! Perfect nothing to take away, nothing to add.
Thank you so much, Annell 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Oh, I like this, how often do we ponder when preparing a meal. I especially like the line
“I ponder upon life, its truth and its brevity.” And, those potatoes sound yummy 🙂
Thank you so much, Ellecee 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Simple is beautiful which is what this is.
Thank you so much, Paul 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I like how you have captured an April evening as a list of five. It really put me in the moment and I felt I was right there with you! Well done and viva la!
Thank you so much, Isadora 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt)
Delightful…. there’s beauty in brevity 🙂
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Vivian ❤️
I think with a dish like this (sounds very good) the dishes will be easy to do.
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Bjorn ❤️
I like your April evening! The dishes will be so easy to do and the potatoes sound scrumptious.
Thank you so much, Toni 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Indeed, luv potato mash. Great list poem Sanaa
Much🌼love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Much🌺love
Sit down and eat – you can’t think on an empty stomach. Sounds like the Polish and Italian mothers I knew growing up!
Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Oh, those scrumptious potatoes! You do recall that one of my vices is gluttony? Poetry is perhaps another – but now I suddenly notice that, in all the reading, I have not yet had breakfast. 🙂
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Yes, Sanaa, we must wait for the arrival. We can’t rush it. Congratulations though, I know you can do it. I’m also on schedule but have been very busy and have posted late for a bit. Readership is down that way but I WILL finish too.
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Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Jim ❤️
Delicious and simple!
Thank you so much, Marilyn 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
This is so very well done. The single stanza, and extended metaphor deliver the meal as a whole, and you have garnished it with a dash of rhyme. I so enjoyed this poem.
Thank you so much, Kerry 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
You had me at butter. All right, you had me at potato. You’ve made me hungry twice… with the same poem. I just don’t learn. 😀
Thank you so much, Magaly 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
I almost couldn’t get past the art, but you drew me in with the brown butter. Great poem of five, Sanaa!
Thank you so much, Sara 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️