Jambalaya Poem by Irene Bitter

Jambalaya

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I’m not cooking a jambalaya
Out of meat and bones,
I am composing a jambalaya
From expressive, explosive words!

I’m spraying it with punctuation,
Like with a spicy sauce,
So you’ll digest a tasty read,
A poetic meal of delicious words!

Friday, October 18, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: words
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Irene Bitter

Irene Bitter

Nykolayev, Ukraine
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