Topic: Egg Salad
Differentkindofwench's photo
Tue 10/20/09 03:03 PM
Egg Salad

The smooth facade
Of the hardened shell
Enabling all to slide off

Until

In the solitude
Of your kitchen,
You crack and crumble.

Peeling away the shell
Revealing skin
Pockmarked and naked.

You huddle in your bowl of regret.
Emotions churning and ripping
As you slice and dice through the replay of your day.

Adding salt to the wounds
And peppering your soul
With thoughts of should haves.

This won’t do.
You have to hold it together.
Mayonnaise your malaise.

Sandwiched between
Home cooked bouts of belief
In the egg salad of life.

kc0003's photo
Tue 10/20/09 03:10 PM
remind me to never enter your kitchen...well, unless you need help cleaning up. then, you know i would be more than happy to

what ever happened to those robots they always promised us? you know the ones that were going to make all of our lives soooo much easier. oh well i guess we have to rely on ourselves....


flowerforyou flowers

Differentkindofwench's photo
Tue 10/20/09 03:22 PM
(Cackles in delight) You realize, you make me sound like the witch in Hansel and Gretel, right? Deep curtsy of appreciation though we both know it's just my shell.

kc0003's photo
Tue 10/20/09 03:30 PM
no not at all...i see you more as the mad hatter but with a bit more wit...lol...and a bit more shell...


Sharris's photo
Tue 10/20/09 03:46 PM

Egg Salad

The smooth facade
Of the hardened shell
Enabling all to slide off

Until

In the solitude
Of your kitchen,
You crack and crumble.

Peeling away the shell
Revealing skin
Pockmarked and naked.

You huddle in your bowl of regret.
Emotions churning and ripping
As you slice and dice through the replay of your day.

Adding salt to the wounds
And peppering your soul
With thoughts of should haves.

This won’t do.
You have to hold it together.
Mayonnaise your malaise.

Sandwiched between
Home cooked bouts of belief
In the egg salad of life.


served with, and a comfort

HuckleberryFinn's photo
Tue 10/20/09 04:25 PM
Pockmarked

^nice word choice, loved the image and the relation to the days experiences...nice

BYondLife's photo
Tue 10/20/09 04:59 PM
Blech! I hate egg salad.
Loved the poem it was beautiful..
I just sick don't like egg salad..

jimz's photo
Tue 10/20/09 06:23 PM

Egg Salad

The smooth facade
Of the hardened shell
Enabling all to slide off

Until

In the solitude
Of your kitchen,
You crack and crumble.

Peeling away the shell
Revealing skin
Pockmarked and naked.

You huddle in your bowl of regret.
Emotions churning and ripping
As you slice and dice through the replay of your day.

Adding salt to the wounds
And peppering your soul
With thoughts of should haves.

This won’t do.
You have to hold it together.
Mayonnaise your malaise.

Sandwiched between
Home cooked bouts of belief
In the egg salad of life.



wow!

nvkikigirl's photo
Tue 10/20/09 07:45 PM
great piece!! i enjoyed it...

"Mayonnaise your malaise"--love this...




Differentkindofwench's photo
Tue 10/20/09 09:39 PM

no not at all...i see you more as the mad hatter but with a bit more wit...lol...and a bit more shell...


"mustard, don't let's be silly", a shelled hatter, lmao

Differentkindofwench's photo
Tue 10/20/09 09:40 PM
I made egg salad today and yup, it was a comfort and then this popped into my head, sooooo TA-DAAAAA, I played.

Differentkindofwench's photo
Tue 10/20/09 09:41 PM

Pockmarked

^nice word choice, loved the image and the relation to the days experiences...nice
I was pretty proud I spelled it right this time, so thanks!

Differentkindofwench's photo
Tue 10/20/09 09:41 PM

Pockmarked

^nice word choice, loved the image and the relation to the days experiences...nice
I was pretty proud I spelled it right this time, so thanks!

Differentkindofwench's photo
Tue 10/20/09 09:43 PM

Blech! I hate egg salad.
Loved the poem it was beautiful..
I just sick don't like egg salad..
Then you are exempt from consuming and thank you!

Differentkindofwench's photo
Tue 10/20/09 09:44 PM
Thanks, nvk, it was a fun write.

Fusion99's photo
Wed 10/21/09 06:56 AM

Egg Salad

The smooth facade
Of the hardened shell
Enabling all to slide off

Until

In the solitude
Of your kitchen,
You crack and crumble.

Peeling away the shell
Revealing skin
Pockmarked and naked.

You huddle in your bowl of regret.
Emotions churning and ripping
As you slice and dice through the replay of your day.

Adding salt to the wounds
And peppering your soul
With thoughts of should haves.

This won’t do.
You have to hold it together.
Mayonnaise your malaise.

Sandwiched between
Home cooked bouts of belief
In the egg salad of life.

rofl rofl THIS IS PERFECT!!! LOVE the 'mayonnaise your malaise" line, loved the whole thing, great job:laughing: :laughing: :thumbsup: :banana: flowers

Differentkindofwench's photo
Wed 10/21/09 10:07 AM
laugh laugh I couldn't figure out how to incorporate the mayonnaise, so I just dumped it in like ya do with egg salad laugh laugh Lovely to see you, BTW.

pkh's photo
Wed 10/21/09 10:43 AM
you always amaze me

MzEm's photo
Wed 10/21/09 01:21 PM
Goodness girl I love it! :thumbsup: :thumbsup:

Fusion99's photo
Wed 10/21/09 02:58 PM

laugh laugh I couldn't figure out how to incorporate the mayonnaise, so I just dumped it in like ya do with egg salad laugh laugh Lovely to see you, BTW.
Thanks different, Ive been away talking with someone, but Im back now to infect the poetry forum with my own special brand of malaisemad drinker drinker laugh laugh