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Rice Krispies For Breakfast

May 18, 2012
By itlovedtohappen GOLD, Ocala, Florida
itlovedtohappen GOLD, Ocala, Florida
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When I awoke this morning, poetry
From my sleepy mind, and it made
In my hair, and curled my
Split ends.

I took a shower and I washed the
From my hair and before it
In the soap suds, I
Scooped it up.

I cradled the words, the rhythm, and the rhyme, like a
Newborn baby
And before I dressed I laid them
Upon my bed to

They stood patiently, and once I dressed I scooped them up
And spread them like soft butter across my
Fresh white paper
But the words did not melt
As I had expected.

Instead, the words
Curdled, like
Sour Milk
And instead of mixing, they
Sat upon the paper like

My pen
Tried to force the words to obey, to stay, to lay
But no amount of abuse would do
So the words stared at me
Stubbornly (like children do)
And dared me to try again.

Smoke blew from my ears until I couldn’t even
But I was determined to
Teach that poem a
Very, very valuable lesson
About respecting their writers.

But in the end, I was the one who stood in
And slowly, sadly, sorrowfully,
I concluded that
Rice Krispies
Would settle my hunger better than

The author's comments:
I actually woke up one morning and had all this great poetry in my head but once I took a shower and sat down to write, I'd either forgotten it or it sounded awful. But then I had some Rice Krispies for breakfast.

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