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A SUCKER I AM NOT
Dark red cherry Lifesaver
too gradually dissolves on my tongue
comforting burst of flavor
awakes fond thoughts, of when I was young
Recalling grammar school gift exchanges
when above all others was prized
a book, when opened, reveals no pages
instead twelve rolls of candy inside
Rather than savor each sweet, round confection
prolonged by sucking each piece to its end
I'd hasten consumption by mastication
book too soon emptied, none shared with a friend
Many decades passed, now with wisdom imbued
ostensibly possessed with great self-control
disk popped in my mouth with a crunch quickly chewed
in no time at all I’ve exhausted the roll
too gradually dissolves on my tongue
comforting burst of flavor
awakes fond thoughts, of when I was young
Recalling grammar school gift exchanges
when above all others was prized
a book, when opened, reveals no pages
instead twelve rolls of candy inside
Rather than savor each sweet, round confection
prolonged by sucking each piece to its end
I'd hasten consumption by mastication
book too soon emptied, none shared with a friend
Many decades passed, now with wisdom imbued
ostensibly possessed with great self-control
disk popped in my mouth with a crunch quickly chewed
in no time at all I’ve exhausted the roll
Published 31st Aug 2019
Author's Note
Partially composed on the bus downtown while enjoying a Lifesaver. Remember the Lifesaver, sweet story book? A commentary on my and societies appetite for immediate satisfaction touching intimacy, food, entertainment, information etc.
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31st Aug 2019 1:21am
31st Aug 2019 1:30am
You have a happy knack of bring'in the tingle.. sucking is preferred in at three scenarios (he's says while munching his wintergreen lifesaver more and more vigorously) 😉
31st Aug 2019 3:11am
31st Aug 2019 3:59am
I used to get those little books filled with lifesavers for Christmas 😊😊 cool write!
Christmas was the occasion for our grammar school gift exchanges. I remember another year getting pick-up-sticks aka prehistoric Jenga 😁
I am happy we share a similar memory. 😁 Thank you for your comment.
I am happy we share a similar memory. 😁 Thank you for your comment.
Anonymous
31st Aug 2019 7:22am
''Many decades passed, now with wisdom imbued ''...
the journey manifest...
the journey manifest...
31st Aug 2019 6:17pm
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1st Sep 2019 10:10pm
1st Sep 2019 3:31pm
You deliver the metaphor in such a beautiful way in this write! On the job site, interacting with parents it feels some days like the whole world is so absorbed into what is right in front of them that all else has fallen into the ocean, like the email about our program that was never read or the important note from the classroom teacher hurriedly glanced but not understood.
You present that link between the individual and society on the larger scale with your words.
You present that link between the individual and society on the larger scale with your words.
1st Sep 2019 10:09pm
Thank you so much, Jazzmanor! I can tell by your comment that you understand completely the deeper message of the piece. It seems that you have a wonderful job and that you care about your students.
2nd Sep 2019 00:33am
Like many not running a business of their own it feels like incompetency settles in corners of management but the site staff make up for it.
Before I declare too much joy in the work, let me met the kinders coming in for the first time to a school setting!
Before I declare too much joy in the work, let me met the kinders coming in for the first time to a school setting!
2nd Sep 2019 5:39pm
Challenging but exciting, right? For a brief period, I taught HS Spanish and I never struggled more with mixed emotions.
Anonymous
4th Sep 2019 9:59pm
I must have been some kind of throw back. I always enjoyed the textures and subtle flavors as it slowly dissolved in the mouth. Never bit until it was almost entirely melted away. Man, this took me back a few...
4th Sep 2019 11:03pm
Every so often I'd suck one down to ring finger size and try it on. For the most part it was CRUNCH! I am glad this was nostalgic for you. It helps me to maintain sanity by writing these fond memory poems. Thank you, Ash.
17th Dec 2019 7:24am
A vivid and memorable trip down memory lane... I quite enjoyed the feeling. Great writing, Gahddess! Thanks for sharing :)
Thank you so much, *New B! Your words encourage me to keep honing my poetry skills. I am glad you enjoyed the feel of the piece. My greatest is knowing I made a reader, a fellow poet feel something.
"Does not imply new poet, rather I am lazy 😁
"Does not imply new poet, rather I am lazy 😁
