Sorry for the late prompt time today. I’ve been busy cooking up my first ever batch of Brunswick Stew, which means that Baby Will and I were shopping for ingredients at the Kroger this morning. Last night, the Brew Crew was “Back to School” shopping–looking for clothes, scissors, glue sticks, paper, crayons, etc. And recently, Tammy and I have been driving through Georgia neighborhoods shopping for houses. Why am I telling you this?
Maybe because today’s prompt is to write a shopping poem. Your poem could be about clothes shopping, grocery shopping, car shopping, shopping poems to literary magazines, shopping for a partner, or whatever. There’s so much shopping to do!
Here’s my attempt:
Whatever doesn’t kill you can probably be canned
and sold at the market. A jar of green beans and a bag
of hot boiled peanuts. Maybe some fresh peaches for pie;
vidalia onions for cooking. Every recipe for Brunswick stew
is different from the next. As a person who enjoys measuring
things, this annoys me to no end. But Tammy smiles and reminds
me that it’s those differences that allow us to personalize our dishes.
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