Wednesday, May 05, 2010

Poem: Mom’s Pasta Spoon

She stood at the steaming stove
with the pasta spoon in her hand,
ready to sink its black teeth into the

We were starving for her
to lift those cooked threads with the sleek tool
and serve us the supper we waited all day for:
The spaghetti, the sauce, the hunger –

Poem for Mother's Day
and for
Thursday Poets Rally


Linda Bob Grifins Brin Korbetis said...

love it,
spaghetti with meatballs,
one of the popular meals in America.
Happy Mother's Day to You, Amy!

anthonynorth said...

Nicely done. Now I feel hungry.

Brian Miller said...

nice. happy mothers day! my boys love cooking int eh kitchen with their mother...

Rajlakshmi said...

that is such a sweet poem on mother :)
made me hungry too :)

Anonymous said...

So different than last week's poem-- I like your leap into simplicity-- nicely done!

Anonymous said...

I love the image of sinking teeth in. I'm guessing you will get lots of comments from now-hungry people!

Unknown said...

such a vivid and honest Mother's Day poem.
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Bryan J. Bailey said...

God I love meatballs.... now you made my mouth water!


Linda Bob Grifins Brin Korbetis said...

you win the perfect poet award, you are nominated by celebrating a year..

Anonymous said...

Ah, smelling the aroma of something cooking all day, just dying to sink your teeth into it and then the moment finally arrives. Now, it's my turn to do that to my kids!

Linda Bob Grifins Brin Korbetis said...

Meme participation awards,
Sorry for being late.
It takes me days to have everyone notified!

ray said...

Very nice. I love simple moments.

Linda Bob Grifins Brin Korbetis said...

the perfect poet award week 17 reminder, please post a poem,
display the logo, nominate one poet for week 18 award.
Happy Wednesday!
Welcome to Rally week 18.
Let me know after you post!
many thanks.

Wordwand said...

I love spaghetti , and I love this poem, it's really original.well done mam.

Anonymous said...

my mom makes the best spaghetti (at least, for me... that's what i think) hehehehe.... i love spaghettis!!!!! your poem makes me hungry!!!!