Treasure Island

Bri Edwards


Little Dill Pickles.... [Food; Nature; Imagination; Personal]


I just grabbed a long-handled spoon.....
to scoop little pickles from a jar.
While looking at them swimming in jar's brine,
I had a thought I thought was bizarre.

Once in Georgia at a big swamp's edge,
an alligator in a ditch I taunted.
Tonight those pickles WERE alligators..... I pledge!
Well NOT really, but there was resemblance.

I imagined looking down at a pool of ‘gators,
with no heads, nor legs, nor tips of tail.
[as penguins resemble tuxedoed-waiters]
My imagination as yet does not fail !

(Feb.2013)

Submitted: Sunday, February 10, 2013
Edited: Monday, February 11, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

there is no untruth in this poem. i was eating pickles about 30 minutes ago when the poem came to me.....well the idea for it did. if i ate pickles more often this poem may have come to me years ago.

yes, i confess to shaking a leafy branch in the face of a medium-sized 'gator near Okeefenokee Swamp (spelling? ?) when visiting there with my brother Terry (1970s) . neither the 'gator nor i were injured; at least not physically. he/she may have been damaged psychologically.

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  • Danny Draper (2/20/2013 1:56:00 AM)

    If they was gators and you was hexed, to be munchin' them you'd be T-rex. A good fun poem with descriptive imagery and imagination. Worth bottling! ! (Report) Reply

  • Babatunde Aremu (2/17/2013 11:32:00 AM)

    Nice poem. Sometimes what scared us soon become our foods. We then imagine the scare. Thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Adeline Foster (2/13/2013 1:49:00 PM)

    Ha- 'gators and waiters, great rhyme. Fun write. No, I have none about a 'gator, but I do have one about an absent bear. Try - Briar Fever -
    Adeline (Report) Reply

  • Ruth Walters (2/12/2013 3:25:00 AM)

    Heh heh, I'm going to call pickles Alligators now ................................................................................................................ (Report) Reply

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