Sunday, February 10, 2013

Little Dill Pickles.... [food; Nature; Imagination; Personal] Comments

Rating: 5.0

I just grabbed a long-handled spoon.....
to scoop little pickles from a jar.
While looking at them swimming in jar's brine,
I had a thought I thought was bizarre.
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Bri Edwards
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Valentin Savin 23 March 2021

Brian, It may be a surprise for you or you are quite aware of it. I found this very poem of yours at the site Pinterest.com (with a PoemHunter.com in it) as follows: //ar.pinterest.com/pin/551057704380938364/. I am happy for you.

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Danny Draper 20 February 2013

If they was gators and you was hexed, to be munchin' them you'd be T-rex. A good fun poem with descriptive imagery and imagination. Worth bottling! !

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Babatunde Aremu 17 February 2013

Nice poem. Sometimes what scared us soon become our foods. We then imagine the scare. Thanks for sharing

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Adeline Foster 13 February 2013

Ha- 'gators and waiters, great rhyme. Fun write. No, I have none about a 'gator, but I do have one about an absent bear. Try - Briar Fever - Adeline

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Ruth Walters 12 February 2013

Heh heh, I'm going to call pickles Alligators now ................................................................................................................

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