“Survival Stew” by Roz Levine

 

I chew on survival stew
Gobble everything on my plate
Gulp down hearty chunks
To my bone marrow
I chewed up lymphoma
Swallowed breast cancer
Chomped on a ruptured appendix
Sipped on blood soup
After a great slip and fall
I chew on survival stew
Stuff this body on gratitude
For every sunburst
And cloud storm
For rain drops on splish splash
Against rooftop shingles
I stuff this body on gratitude
For granddaughters’ hugs
For husband’s kisses
For lifelong friendships
On bird of paradise bloom
I stuff this body to overflow
Savor every sweet morsel
Of every little bit on my plate

Roz Levine

L. K. Thayer’s Foto Fetish

© 2010

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3 comments

  1. lkthayer · November 27, 2010

    Roz, you chew on every word as if it were your last bite & we feel it!!!
    Thank you for nourishing us with your brilliant poem. Lisa 🙂

  2. Marcus · November 27, 2010

    Roz, you are a Bird of Paradise singing now and how and wow. All the good in blue & green & orange, I know not where color comes from but you have it girl – light – thanks for sharing your incandesence.

    Marcus

  3. Lordy · November 27, 2010

    Eat your words……..Served up so well on the plate Roz.

    An oustanding snap….I have envy on my plate!!!

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