adventures in dysthymia

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Pumpkin, a poem

Pumpkin

Life is like a pumpkin.
It is also like a cabbage
or a potato or any other
vegetable you might prefer.

It will sound profound,
unless it is a rutabaga.

Folks will nod sagely
as they attempt to understand
your metaphor, saying,
Yes, life is like that, isn’t it?

In the end, you might even
believe it yourself.

Stephen Brooke ©2016

A complete throw-away, of course. Maybe I was thinking of the season of pumpkin-spice 'everything' that will soon be upon us.

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