Sunday, 3 July 2016

caramel filled or bitter?

I don't usually write a forward before my poems but, felt it quite necessary in this instance as it is a dedication piece to my first patron EVER on Patreon... Thank you so much Michael Dickel for his support towards my monthly campaign.... A few days back through a public twitter conversation Michael and I were discussing chocolate... Michael this piece is dedicated to and you and the Mrs.   

caramel filled or bitter?

what are you doing?
a comparison between
apples & oranges
then for whimsy
a handful of figs
tossed into
the mix
-- seriously?

palates, at times
i'm certain radiate
delight as to what delectable
is selected -- as their next
treat: sweet, bitter
or otherwise.

one year for christmas
chocolates -- i'd ever ravaged
in my life from my teita *
a salted caramel
& agave milk chocolate
truffle with sea salt sprinkled
a top -- can i tell you how glee
riddled my tongue was?!

although, my thought
process is quite liberal
-- my first reaction at the sight
of six or seven well adorned
freckles on my confection
was not too favourable -- i'd
thought perhaps the chocolatier
had been driven 
to an INSANITY
that would rival 
camille claudel's 

nevertheless
Photo credit, Lindt
one quality
of craziness
at times is pure
brilliance

mind you
chocolate has the potential
to force us to do strange
things -- especially the ninety
percent cocoa lindt tablet...

my emotion towards
this bitter delicacy has never changed
however, i hold numerous fond recollections
of my teita before she passed
-- how she'd always sneak
that extra square
piece of bitter
chocolate
from the hidden tin
in the top drawer
of my parental units
antique buffet drawer
-- when she'd thought no
one could see her

“stealth mode”

one time
she even placed
her index finger
vertically across her lips
with an ever slight
“shhhhh”


*teita, grandmother in arabic