Today's writing prompt asks us to write a riddle poem describing something without naming what it is. Below is my riddle poem, can you guess what it is??
I have eyes for you
My plain faceless bodies
Appear in cool dark places
Chambers of cellars
And damp dank spaces.
I see your every move
I watch you skin and chop
Horrors of bare white flesh
Dropped with fixings in the boiling pot.
Transforms from hard to soft.
You discard my leavings
In white plastic bags
Neatly emptied into caverns
But even in the deep and dark
I have eyes for you.
Riddle of
the Kitchen
By Brittany
MishraI have eyes for you
My plain faceless bodies
Appear in cool dark places
Chambers of cellars
And damp dank spaces.
I have eyes
for you
In your homeI see your every move
I watch you skin and chop
Horrors of bare white flesh
Dropped with fixings in the boiling pot.
I have eyes
for you
Even when
flesh Transforms from hard to soft.
You discard my leavings
In white plastic bags
Neatly emptied into caverns
But even in the deep and dark
I have eyes for you.
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Nice riddle poem, Britanny.
ReplyDeleteMy first choice is a potato, Mom kept hers down in the storm cellar.
Second choice (may I please have a second chance) is a hard boiled egg.
Best NaPoWriMo 2015 writing wishes, Jim
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Potato it is! Thanks for the comments :)
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