Food for thought

I eat words.

Devouring morsels of intellect

with the cutlery of my mind,

absorbing their succulence.

Rolling them around with my tongue,

my mouth-watering with their weight.

I move letters like chess pieces,

displaying them as art on a pedestal.

They are individual yet whole:

Form and function,

almost arrogantly literal

yet multifaceted at once.

I crave this platter of beauty.



Filed under Poetry

2 responses to “Food for thought

  1. Your poetry is really awesome. It’s always like a good meal. I’m stuffed. 🙂

  2. A lovely metaphor, it’s inspiring for me as a writer to read this.

    You write beautifully – every word carefully chosen for its taste to make the perfect fusion.

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