"If I could describe this and fit it in this box, then I'm doing something wrong'...
Minute
Rice Redux
Does
a man’s heart beat like the sound of rice thrown at a wedding of sorrows, only
to find that they no longer throw rice at weddings anymore? Because tiny little
birds swoop down, eat the rice, and then explode, raining down tears of wasted
lives and lousy choices.
So
then, he opts for confetti, but that’s surefire indigestion across the board.
So,
it’s simple, really. It’s back to the rice, only this time, don’t invite birds
to your wedding.
And
even though I prefer Jasmine or Basmati, only Minute Rice will really fit the
bill, because in the Bigger Picture, in less than a minute, in the blink of an
eye, we’re here, and then gone....
Those rice throwing occasions certainly don't always work out.
But certainly, good or bad, gone within a blink of time's eye
I will eat rice of most any type, in most any configuration, but most especially as pudding
Tapioca is also a heavy draw, possibly, birds don't explode on tapioca?
Beat Holiday Wishes.
Dave B
There's such sorrow in this piece. Everything today seems so fleeting. Really it always has been. Today, however, people are so busy doing this, that, or the other thing, with heads buried in their phones, that they miss living. My favorite is Jasmine rice.
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
Sometimes sorrow is fleeting. And sometimes it just hangs around. That's worse. But what's really fl.. read moreSometimes sorrow is fleeting. And sometimes it just hangs around. That's worse. But what's really fleeting, in the big picture , is life. Thanks for reading! And for the record, I like Jasmine rice too!
Mark
Oh, this is just wonderful! Minute Rice...sort of describes fleeting joy, fleeting moments, fleeting life. No, they don't throw rice at weddings anymore. Many blow bubbles...which pop much like relationships might. I enjoyed this one so much. Lydi**
Posted 6 Years Ago
6 Years Ago
I'm glad you enjoyed it! Thanks so much for reading, and for your kind words!