Jealous Pen Poem by Jette Blackstone
Jealous Pen
She mixes words
like a wizard whips out a spell,
better yet, like a chef
whose batter boasts
perfect portions wet and dry
blended with the open air,
a taste that teems
the space between my lips
so I can savor
every syllable.
She creates
a cloak of phrases
as fine as silk
or the flickering twist
of a fleeting kiss
as eyes and teeth sink
into the final line,
send tickles traipsing
a crippled spine.
I cannot see
how I could ever be
as good a poet
as is she.
Pam.you have got right mix of ingredients while cooking or writing.Thanks for sharing this lovely poem. Wish you a very Happy New Year.
Thank you Bharati! Wishing you a lovely poetry-filled year... :)
Jette, you already are that good poet! This is an awesome write! All of the write ingredients went into this very enjoyable poem. Loved it!
Brilliant, Jette. Every poem must have its ingredients. And like the delicacies of those great chefs, those ingredients may appear and reappear as new works are finished. The real skill may be in combining those ingredients in such different ways each time, that the recipe never tastes quite the same. This goes to my favourites list.
Thanks so much MJ for reading and commenting. I'm so glad you like this one. And as far as cooking, I totally agree. Thanks!
Thanks Leah! This was simply just a fun poem to write. Take care.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Love this, brilliantly penned
Thank you Sheila.