Here is a poem I wrote for my friend, Courtney. I told her I wanted to write a free verse poem, and she told me to put her in it. Then I told her I planned to write it about food, but she still insisted I include her, so this is what I came up with.
When it was placed
Or rather, thrown on my plate
My mind had just one simple thought
Courtney
Do not ask me how
Or what or why
I do not know the reason for the name
Courtney
It might be, possibly, that
sweet aroma. Breathing in
I decided this was why the name is
Courtney
But then I took a bite
The small? Now way!
The taste has to be the inspiration for
Courtney
Who knows the reason
This popped in my head
All I know is that my meal is called
Roast Beef
When it was placed
Or rather, thrown on my plate
My mind had just one simple thought
Courtney
Do not ask me how
Or what or why
I do not know the reason for the name
Courtney
It might be, possibly, that
sweet aroma. Breathing in
I decided this was why the name is
Courtney
But then I took a bite
The small? Now way!
The taste has to be the inspiration for
Courtney
Who knows the reason
This popped in my head
All I know is that my meal is called
Roast Beef
