The month of August has arrived, and I’m moving along on my quest to post a blog daily. I challenged myself to this intense post schedule. I have used the year 2021 to explore the various forms of poetry. This month I decided to write Proverbial forms of poetry. I will pick a proverb, a short common saying, and use it to create a poem in whatever direction the Muse chooses to lead me. However, you must remember we are talking about Word Daddy here. My Muse isn’t dependability or inspirational. He often leaves me high and dry when I need his help the most. Apparently, proverbials have no particular rules. I will try not to sound cliché. My next attempt to write a Proverbial Poem, I will call Geography Lesson.
“The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach,” is an American proverb stolen from the English version, which reads, “The way to an Englishman’s heart is through his stomach.” Since I’m not married to an Englishman, I’ll stick with the American version. It’s bad geography, no matter how you look at it. Food travels down, not up.
When we were first married,
I was lucky to boil water.
I was young,
And cooking seemed like such a bother.
My mother-in-law pestered me,
I needed to make a good start,
Because the way to a man’s heart,
Was through his stomach
It seemed like such a hazardous route
Traveling through the digestive track comic.
The saying made me pout
As I put another pot of water on to boil.
Over the years, I’ve learned a thing or two
Even though I’m not a culinary genius,
But who needs to be a Julia Childs when a Gloria Steinem will do?
And in my ultimate defense,
Rooster is not a skinny man.
Who is Molly Shea?
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