Teaspoons of Spice

This poem is a writing challenge from the Great Ravenskald for we Brooders: a five minute poem about the teaspoon / fastest fingers / no editing. Here it is:

living life in measured doses,

the closeness i'm missing is soon set free. 

what's going on here i say as my day becomes clear

longing to be near my far away friends

 

heaping that serving onto my plate,

wooden spoons stir in me a longing

for more than just this conventional existence

searching for that recipe of ingredents blended

 

not too much hot pepper you say,

but just enough to spice up this day

give me more than just a teaspoon of life,

this strife is so bland

give me that big spoon full of excitement

Author's Note

5 minutes / no editing / you get what you get
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Reviews

[Aspiring Angel]

And what we got was very meaningful and wonderful! (referring to your Author's notes) I find myself in this exact same place. There just has to be more than existing from day to day to start all over again the next day. Maybe the hot pepper is the key to the whole thing? LOL It is always a pleasure to be able to drop in on you. Now that you have spiced up my day a little I think I just may hit the back button and find something else wonderful to read.

I hope you are doing well. I truly do wish that I can get her more than I do but my bland existance seems to keep me on the move. Not always in the direction I would like but on the move anyway.

Hey ..... someone pass the pepper!!! LOL

Hugs,
Lesa

[DrewBerry]

Thanks all who voted for this poem in the contest.

I'm honored!

[Fran Marie]

I like it and you did this quite well for a speed write~

WelL DonE!! for this contest!~Fran Marie