There used to be a restaurant in our town named Donahue’s. It had the best Prime Rib and the best bleu cheese dressing IN THE UNIVERSE. The Donahues retired, and Mr. Donahue took the secrets of the Prime Rib and salad dressing with him to The Great Beyond.
MRS. DONAHUE REVIEWS THE TROOPS
Starched along the counter
Starred along the bar
Salt and pepper soldiery
Marching as to war
Enemies of blandness
Battlescarred brigade
Salt and pepper warriors
Zebraesque parade
Narrow at the shoulders
Narrow at the waist
Salt and pepper sentinels
Guardians of taste.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Write a poem or a paragraph of poetical prose about the least poetical thing you can think of.
MA
Jim Brown
August 5, 2012 at 1:48pmI could see them marching ! Cool poem. I have dabbled in Haiku. Fun.
Marian Allen
August 5, 2012 at 6:20pmThanks for dropping by, Jim! 🙂 Glad you liked the poem. Yes, I love haiku, too.