SHE LOST SELF-CONTROL AT THE NEW YORK DELI

Restaurants provide inspiration for this kind of poem.

I saw her sitting at a table for one, 

her hands were slender as she grabbed a sesame bun, 

which was stuffed with three inches of smoked turkey, 

onion, tomato, lettuce and Swiss cheese, 

opening her red-lipsticked mouth with ease, 

she bit into the sandwich relishing every bite,

delicately chewing the morsel with delight. 

Next came the mound of potato salad, 

covered with a hard-boiled egg and pickle, 

this woman knew what she wanted----she wasn't fickle,

she cleaned her plate and wiped her lips, 

then realized she forgot the bag of potato chips, 

her eyes shone as she munched with pleasure, 

relishing every piece of the salty treasure. 

She drank her coffee without slurping, 

and tried to be lady-like without burping, 

the waitress asked her if she would like dessert, 

scanning the menu she chose chocolate cake, 

and didn't care if she was full and had a belly ache, 

she lost self-control at the New York Deli, 

where diets are a thing of the past and not a

place for those who want to fast. 

Reviews

[mattavelli]

Hello, Sonia. :)
You've made me hungry. Haha
I haven't had a big sandwich in a while. There is a place that I'd go for their capicola, egg, and cheese sandwich. They stuffed French fries into it. The last time I had one was ten years ago. I'm not on a diet, maybe go this weekend. Haha

[barleygirl]

You do a great job of describing the enjoyment of each dish, the slow falling, falling away of self-control . . . and all told with an air of "screw you, I'm enjoying this" . . . I always say, once you've decided to take the plunge, why waste those luscious calories regretting as you eat? This is a lesson in pure enjoyment & the foods are perfect for any deli experience! *smile*

[GalaxyGhost]

Oh my goodness, I just love how fantastic you describe food! Especially from the last one about the strawberries!

This one is wonderfully descriptive and I like in a particular way as usually I do like it when authors let readers leave out more for readers to imagine, but I feel like description and imagination somehow balance each other one out in this poem. Good job!