Friday, January 21, 2011

Big Tent Poetry Prompt: Food

Spaghetti and Waffles
by Laurie Kolp

He told me I was slurpy spaghetti
that my thoughts
wiggled and jiggled and whirled
connecting
without beginning or end
filled with saucy spicy emotions
a predictable trend--

S            h          i
   p     g     e     t
      a           t



I said he was a square waffle
with ideas  compartmentalized
cut and dry,  nothing special
sticky syrupy thickness  like
his hardhead ever refusing to
budge; square waffle- - blah.


*Although I have never read the book, a friend shared the concept with me one day over ice cream. 
Men are Like Waffles, Women are Like Spaghetti
By Bill and Pam Farrel

18 comments:

Anonymous said...

Men do waffle, don't they! Good fun.

Dick said...

I rather think that I'm more spaghetti than waffle, male status notwithstanding. Must be all the time I spend with the playground mums when I'm doing the school run!

flaubert said...

Love the concept! Men are like waffles, ha! Good fun.
Pamela

Anonymous said...

I love it! Very clever with a bit of truth tucked inside.

Tumblewords: said...

Clever and fun!

Anonymous said...

I love this one! This is so funny and also kinda pulled me into thinking about the whole left brained, right brained thing!

Laurie Kolp said...

Thank you!

Anonymous said...

oh, ourselves as food! how lovely! i am not sure i'd want to know what food metaphor is right for me, though! yikes!

what a fun piece!

Mad Kane said...

That was great fun. An apt, clever description.

Anonymous said...

Awesome concept, extra awesome formatting :)

I think I'm neither waffle nor spaghetti. More the cake that never turns out the same way twice.

Tilly Bud said...

I like what you've done here, especially the poem's shape.

nan said...

I like the conversation and the structure. Fun.

Linda H. said...

haha :-) Good one, Laurie.

mark said...

Great layout in the middle and there is a sing-song quality to this. Read it out loud and see...

Well played.

Anonymous said...

Love your response to the Food prompt, the words and the form - I think my favourite so far. I would so much rather be spaghetti than waffles in these terms. But, the Farrels obviously never sampled my mom's to-die-for waffles, rich and delicious, cooked in a cast-iron waffle iron that makes a large round waffle with five heart-shaped segments, and served with fruit in season and a white sauce...

RJ Clarken said...

I never would have thought of it that way! What fun, and how clever of you!

Deb said...

The set on the page is wonderful, too!

Deb said...

I love how you set it on the page, too!