In a land where indulgence took the stage,
Lived a gastronome of enormous gauge,
With vast appetency, edacious desire,
For toothsome delights, a feast to acquire.
Surrounded by potations, a gourmet's dream,
A symphony of flavors, a luscious stream.
Delicious and delectable, a tempting display,
The tables adorned in a sumptuous array.
He savored each delicacy, a culinary dance,
A palate's adventure, a gourmet's chance.
From the savory to the sweet, a gastronomic trance,
In this realm of feasting, a hedonistic expanse.
Yet, as he reveled in the banquet's delight,
Reality nudged him from the dream so bright.
A sudden awakening, hunger's cruel scheme,
For all the feasting was but a fleeting dream.
This blog contains simple, thought provoking and deeply reflective poetry written by American poet, Doris Trueheart. Here is a large expanse of her poems covering a myriad of topics reflecting her heart.
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