Still Cooking

lovelorn hunger
this emptiness has no bottom
and I’m still cooking
as kitchen burns

~into night sky~

I now scream why
the only thing
I taste is
dying stars

Written For dVerse Poets Pub My first Puente Poem!!

Published by Tricia Sankey

Plays with words in her free time.

26 thoughts on “Still Cooking

  1. Wow! It’s like a trip especially with the transition. A descent into emotion and vulnerability. The final few lines are just brilliant and I can feel that urge to scream as it was building up. Fantastic work! I loved this, beginning to end.

    1. Just approving this one as well from my spam folder. What is wrong with WordPress. Shudder must be a trigger word for them, lol! Thanks for reading David! πŸ’

  2. I feel that β€˜lovelorn hunger’ and the emptiness with no bottom, Tricia, and love β€˜the only thing I taste is dying stars’.

  3. Oh this is so so gorgeous, Tricia πŸ˜€ I love the image of lovelorn hunger, the cooking filling the night sky and gosh the “only thing I taste is dying stars.” Unforgettable poem! πŸ’πŸ’

  4. WELL! I wish you were sitting next to me …. you would have heard a very audible “Ohhhhh” escape my lips at the end of reading this. What an impact! Just a great example of the form.

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