Friday 13 January 2017

IT'S A GREEN WORLD:

 I was at loss years ago as to what to write
so wrote this poem:
IT'S A GREEN WORLD:
I originated from the garden.
Along with quite a few others.
I know not how we got there,
Or indeed if we had any mothers.

We were cased in a "Green Covering",
That I learnt is called a"Pod."
When we are the right size,
We are shelled and let loose..."Oh My God."

From then we are on our own.
Left to our own devices.
Stored in tins or bags.
And sold at various prices.

Of course we can be made into a soup,
That many people enjoy.
Served at posh restuarants.
Where chefs and waiters they employ.

With bated breath my fate awaits me.
Am I to be frozen or tinned.
Stacked in a supermarket store,
Awaiting to give people wind.

The judgement day has arrived.
All frozen and then boiled.
I was put on a plate with salad leaves,
Then salted, peppered and oiled.


Everything on the plate was eaten.
Except little ole me.
Next time you eat in a restuarant,
Take pity on the small humble pea.


FOOD FOR THOUGHT:
Copyright All Rights Reserved Yvonne Lewis:
From the book:
Moments of My Life 2014:

10 comments:

  1. haha the pea may not get my pity

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    1. Thanks for the visit Pat.
      Have a good day.

      Yvonne.

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  2. Cute poem and perspective. I will eat peas. Lima beans- no way! Have a great Friday

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    1. You also have a good Friday Joanne. Thanks for the comment.

      Yvonne.

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  3. I wouldn't eat peas in a salad but in soup I would. Sorry, pea.

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    1. Thanks for you opinion Alex, much appreciated/
      Have a good week-end.

      Yvonne.

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  4. I like peas with a cooked meal, I'll be thinking of your poem next time I have some :)

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    1. Many thanks Tigermouse, have a great week-end.

      Yvonne.

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  5. Great write! Very imaginative. A fun read.

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