Consumption Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan
Consumption
Life consumes me
not like it used to
a great damask is spread
life-table and a bed
no chairs to tease you all
my special dinner served in peace every fall
so i can eat with ease royally
why damask for my table, me?
and not the satin, it be?
to dine with peace and ease at all
to have pleasure each fall
anyway what the table-cloth concerns
damask, satin, cotton or whatever it learns
i'll let me treat better than ever
like life itself is consuming me
royal or not, i do not care
anyway, life consumes me, it sounds rare
and now i'm a piece of life self
ready to consume myself
it gives me satisfaction
as life did consume me with fatal attraction
i mirror back in my menu
Life consumed me sans tenue
my consumption ablaze
my taste buried
my hunger flurried
but i never worried
just like it does now
i am grateful for every flow
what i may consume of life
or life consumes me
thankful for any strife
and gratitude in glee
to only Thee....
Card designed by Sylvia Frances Chan
© Sylvia Frances Chan
AD. Friday 28th February 2014
Sunny day, full of sunrays
10 C degrees
my consumption ablaze my taste buried my hunger flurried but i never worried just like it does now i am grateful for every flow what i may consume of life or life consumes me thankful for any strife and gratitude in glee to only Thee............fantastic expression with nice theme. Beautiful philosophical poem shared amazingly. Thanks.
royal or not, i do not care anyway, life consumes me, it sounds rare.....it does not worry me. i have peace in me. thankful for any strife and gratitude in glee. a beautiful poem on peace and satifsfaction...... content with everything...... thalnk u dear poetess for ur greatness. tony
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4/26/2024 10:16:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
You are definitely grateful for every flow and poetic expression. Special dinner served for life is peace and in every fall we can eat peace to stand tall with ease royally. Gratitude is in glee. We are thankful to God. This poem carries special poetic expression and revisiting this poem values more. Beautiful stanzas already I have quoted in previous comment...10