"Fresh pasta and sauces, the taste buds they tingle
As the wonderful smells delightfully mingle.
With cutlery clinking, the diners tuck in
and the champagne bubbles, they sparkle and spin.
Some touch the huge platter of duck a l' orange
sat next to the shivering strawberry blancmange.
And all agree the feast was delicious even if not so completely nutritious. "
It may not be the best bit of poetry in the world but I do remember having fun devising it as I also tried to incorporate all the senses. It made me realise that writing can sometimes be just about fun. It doesn't always have to be a gallop to the finishing post of publication. We should all make time to linger along the way and smell the flowers.
What do you think? Do you sometimes write purely for fun? Can you find a better rhyme for 'orange'?
What do you think? Do you sometimes write purely for fun? Can you find a better rhyme for 'orange'?