Irene Bitter

Rookie (January 14,1987 / Nykolayev, Ukraine)

Jambalaya - Poem by Irene Bitter

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!

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 22, 2013

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