Plenty
This was a world of plenty,
Where stocks were in supply.
Until this virus hit us,
People began to die.
Now the shops impose limits,
Maybe they should’ve before.
To quell our glutinous race,
Caution rates will now soar.
The shops they have plenty,
Though the choice is limited.
Stop with quick and easy,
Cook! Be spirited.
Now is the chance to explore,
Skills that have died out.
Refine the art of cooking,
Food which is about.
The usual crumbles I couldn’t make,
So I thought outside the box,
Apple and banana filling,
Hair rollers made of socks.
Be creative with what you do,
Recipes are just a guide.
Cook food full of love,
Designs fill you with pride.
So on a visit to the store,
Put your creative head on.
Think about something new.
That matches your fight song.
Cooking is an art form,
It’s ready to explore.
So think when you reach the store,
To staff say, ‘Thanks once more.’
By Sam Luxton
These poems have been written for times in my life that have caused me to seek a calming resolution for an ocean where waves swirl and thoughts become overwhelming. If you choose to read any, thank you! Each poem is capturing an in the moment thought. Please leave a comment, especially if you really like a poem as I am looking to enter one in a compettiton.
These poems have been written for times in my life that have caused me to seek a calming resolution for an ocean where waves swirl and thoughts become overwhelming. If you choose to read any, thank you! Each poem is capturing an in the moment thought. Please leave a comment, especially if you really like a poem as I am looking to enter one in a compettiton.
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