Monday, March 7, 2011

Magpie 56


for he who loves it
and she who does not,
the strength of the clove
welds its power to part
unless both get smart
neither will win
give up, just dig in
otherwise, repelled one will be
And forever will think
"Life really stinks!"


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20 comments:

  1. What a great poem about cloves of garlic.;) You are so good at this - and yes, garlic is best when shared.;)
    xoxo

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  2. And life like a clove of garlic is best shared. Great poem.

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  3. Compromise will do it..one clove, instead of two?? Very well done...

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  4. Very clever poem - and of course garlic is always best enjoyed a deux!

    Jeanne
    x

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  5. share and share alike....it's the only way!!! and thanks for your nice comments on my blog.....garlic lovers do think alike!

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  6. You just can't force someone to get smart! Wise advice, Stevie.

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  7. Cute! I do think the adage "...all things in moderation" should be applied with garlic:)

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  8. An excellent metaphor in this. nice one.

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  9. May as well both have garlic breath then there's no difference! Love garlic & this ode to garlic!

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  10. thumbs up...big :-) loved it! xo

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  11. Oh well done! I happen to be one of those who love it.

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  12. Great piece! I am a 'moderator' with garlic.

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  13. Very good! I have never been able to understand why some people don't like garlic - they don't know what they're missing!!

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  14. indeed the secret to keeping the peace and sweetness is for both either to indulge in the rich taste of garlic... or not. so funny how one in and the other out simply will not work. the richness and power of what seems 'simply garlic.'

    wonderful poem; insightful and fun!

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