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05 March, 2011

The Poetry Bus: Odes to Pancakes

This week's Poetry Bus has Peter Goulding as its competent driver. He has given us a collection of prompts that deal with Pancakes, poets and inebriated state of mind. I've chosen to go with the pancake theme with a hint of inebriation in the rondeau form and then a parody of e.e. cummings' poem, "O Sweet Spontaneous."
Ode to Pancake Temptation
There, on my fine bone china plate
a stack of pancakes numbering eight
and neighboring maple trees in a row
provide home grown syrup to amply flow,
as fresh, sweet butter on top does skate.

To eat this meal at such a rate
won’t help in my quest of losing weight
yet hunger’s there; it won’t let go
there, on my fine bone.

Last night’s bottle sealed my fate
through philosophical debate
determined now to my pinky toe
wisdom’s garden I must hoe
as calisthenics accelerate 
there, on my fine bone.

Jeanne I. Lakatos  2011

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O Sweet Pancake Temptation
(a parody of e.e. cummings' "O Sweet Spontaneous")
O golden pancakes
dripping
with sweet syrup
extracted
from maple’s vein
and butter squeezed
from bovine’s teat.

Does humanity
know the sacrifice
from earth’s offerings
for gluttony’s
bliss?

My sweat
pours forth
dripping
sweet with
determination
for release.

Jeanne I. Lakatos  2011

10 comments:

  1. Do you know what Jeanne, I thought last week's poem was one of your best and now you come up with another two out of the top drawer! Love those calisthenics accelerating! Masterful!

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  2. They make me want my pancakes NOW!!

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  3. Blissful! Beautiful form, and oh the mixture!

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  4. Thank you, Peter. Your great prompts are truly inspirational!
    Thank you, Dana!
    Socks, even when I say, "No thank you, no pancakes today." As soon as I see them all stacked up like that, I just have to dig in. : )
    Thanks so much, Titus! The mixture... brought to you by Betty Crocker and Bisquick. ; )

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  5. Pete's right, Jeanne, you're on a roll, even with pancakes!

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  6. Shucks, Jeanne, these were loads fun. Butter skating on the top, lovely, and then butter being squeezed from a bovine's teat is fabulous! Loved that fine bone thing.

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  7. Thank you, kindly Peadar!
    Chris, thanks so much. Actually, while I wrote that line about the bovine, I was thinking of the time I took my daughter's Brownie Troop to a local farm, and the girls each had the privilege of milking a cow. Then, we took turns churning the milk to make butter.

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  8. Mmmmmmmmmmm pancakes!! These poems are making me soooo hungry :)

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