I flip/flop, back and forth, trying to determine where to place this story. Probably a journey story, so here goes:
I posted in the Lopsided Poet the following, after eating the most divine sandwich of summer.
The tomato is sweet
The mayo has tang
The roll brings all tastes together
Into a delightful summer sandwich!
I have thought about it since. I’m the type of person that posts “off the cuff.” You know, one that says, “there we are! Good enough! The written word as it is thought.” But, does it do the tomato justice? Hardly!
The tomato is sweet. — how about…the garden ripened tomato…or maybe (certainly true but not poetic enough)…the sun-ripened tomato? The red juicy tomato? Or maybe I need to make the whole thing much more personal…
My tomato is the sweetest
It tastes of the summer sun
My mayo has a smooth creamy tang
Sandwiched in a smooth roll.
Flavors roll on my tongue,
Delighting the taste buds!
Oh, can heaven be like this?
Truly, it may.
But if I don’t get them there,
This is my best chance, today!
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