Emotional reward

“It seems there are some problems even Prosecco and cake can’t make better.”
― Lorraine Wilson

cake

I ate a mound
of rich gateau,
with chocolate drizzled
on the side.
Its heart was filled
with a promise,
that only sweet comfort
can provide.

I let each morsel
saturate
my taste buds
with ecstasy.
It was an emotional piece
of cake,
soft and velvety.
Filled with longing,
and twinges
of guilt in between.
It rolled over my tongue
with the greatest of ease,

Just for a moment,
delicious flavors,
wrapped me
in delight.
An extravagant slice of pleasure,
appeased my appetite.
Luscious tastes
of forgetfulness
layered with a little remorse,
imbued with dainty textures,
an emotional reward.

The instant gratification,
later
dropped me
in a hollow.
An empty cauldron
of regret in which
I dare not wallow.

Its delicate ambrosia
was worth every
magical bite!
All caution will be thrown to the wind,
when I have some more
tonight…

 

Little Birdie tales

“Birds were created to record everything. They were not designed just to be beautiful jewels in the sky, but to serve as the eyes of heaven.”
Suzy Kassem
robin
A little robin traversed my path of life
with a wordless message,
a look in his eyes.
Mesmerized by his beauty,
something beyond this earth,
a euphony of the morning,
he sang for all his worth!
I think he came to tell me that
Heaven can be found,
in life’s simple pleasures,
just to keep a look around!

©AllysoAlly2017

For the love of Poetry

I just love this poem by Wendell Berry:-

wild things

“The Peace of Wild Things

When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.”
Wendell Berry, The Selected Poems of Wendell Berry