Poetry is brine.
My emotions are
Cucumbers.
Steeped,
And pickled into persistence.
20180412 http://dVersepoets.com Ars Poetica
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Poetry is brine.
My emotions are
Cucumbers.
Steeped,
And pickled into persistence.
20180412 http://dVersepoets.com Ars Poetica
erbiage 
Nice metaphor.
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Poetry is brine, my emotions are cucumbers. Fantastic.
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Pickled words, some sweet, some sour, some dill! Love it!
Dwight
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Wonderful metaphor!
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EXerCiSinG
EMoTioNS
Gym
of Poetry..:)
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What better way to illustrate the total and utter immersion that poetry is for you. Nailed it.
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Great piece
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Lovely use of metaphor here, Eric 💞
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Never thought I would enjoy pickles before 9am. But it seems poetic pickles belong to their own food group. And they taste delicious with coffee. 🙂
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Love your metaphor, Eric. I especially like “pickled into persistence ” 🙂
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Fantastic serio-comic metaphor! (And your three words from Magaly’s quote were “is”, “are” and “and”, right?)
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uh… yeah yeah that’s it!
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Applause! This is am AMAZING metaphor!
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Ah, yes – you were supposed to use 13 words from her quote – that is what made it so hard!
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yeah well. i tried again here: https://erbiage.wordpress.com/2018/04/13/deaths-roommate/ it has the 13 words but the metaphor is a bit uninspired.
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So skillfully crafted, the taste of your poem lingers
much love…
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Short, sweet and pickled – it reminded me of the Arlo Guthrie song: ‘ don’t want a pickle, I just wanna ride on my motor cycle (pronounced sickle)’I
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and I don’t want to die!
i just wanna ride on my motor cy
cle.
LOL!
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This is simply PERFECT! I love it.
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Now who wouldn’t like a sweet gherkin? Love this!
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I cannot comment on this because it does not meet the prompt. I will check out your other poem.
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Unusual and nice description of poetry.
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Well said!
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Loved the comparison!
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