Bliss

Jul 23

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A heart drawn in the sand by lovers, Puerto Nuevo, Baja California Norte, México
 
 

I hate broccoli—
loathe the stuff.
But it is bliss
to kick off my sandals
and draw on the beach
with my toes.
It is rapture
to wear a different wig each day
and keep people guessing:
“Who is that woman?”
And when I purse my lips
to kiss you? O what delight!
I don’t even worry about the dents
I got in my car last night!

 

Poem and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
 
NOTE TO THE READER: Some elements of this poem are autobiographical, but I am NOT a hater of broccoli! The declaration of antipathy toward that particular vegetable just happened to work with this poem.
 
   
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Posted on July 23, 2017, in Baja California Norte, Mexico, Poetry Pantry, Poets United, Puerto Nuevo, Sunday's Whirligig and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 22 Comments.

  1. Jae Rose | July 23, 2017 at 2:40 am

    Sounds truly blissful – I hate broccoli too!

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  2. thotpurge | July 23, 2017 at 2:49 am

    I’m going to earn much ire by announcing I actually like broccoli 🙂🙂🙂

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  3. oldegg | July 23, 2017 at 3:25 am

    Sorry readers I eat my greens too. How I admire your stoicism with the dents in the car. I really enjoyed this post Magical.

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  4. Sumana Roy | July 23, 2017 at 4:07 am

    Love those blissful toe moments at the beach…by the way I like broccoli 🙂

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  5. Julian | July 23, 2017 at 6:28 am

    Very good, the ending to your poem made me smile.

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  6. Mary | July 23, 2017 at 6:42 am

    Indeed we have to enjoy pleasures as we can & if there are dents at times I guess we must be thankful for no loss of lives.

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  7. Colleen@ LOOSELEAFNOTES | July 23, 2017 at 7:33 am

    Wow! This really picked me up! I love the play, the juxtaposition of broccoli and the beach, the surprising wigs and dented car! Oh my.

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  8. Sherry Blue Sky | July 23, 2017 at 9:42 am

    I enjoy the spirit in this narrator, with her wigs and artistic toes. Smiles. I am heading for a beach walk soon. Yay!

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  9. yogiabb | July 23, 2017 at 10:43 am

    What a wild poem. Love it.

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  10. Sanaa Rizvi | July 23, 2017 at 10:46 am

    Oh gosh 😀 I love this soo much!!❤️

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  11. Donna@LivingFromHappiness | July 23, 2017 at 10:54 am

    Oh what a fun poem that worked through the words and came to this….

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  12. Beverly Crawford | July 23, 2017 at 11:13 am

    How cleverly you’ve brought broccoli and wigs to the beach!

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  13. ZQ | July 23, 2017 at 11:32 am

    That was really amusing. Thanks. 🙂

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  14. 1sojournal | July 23, 2017 at 11:52 am

    I really like how the words trigger us and then lead us to sometimes surprising and delightful endings,

    Elizabeth

    https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2017/07/23/endless/

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  15. Cressida | July 23, 2017 at 12:25 pm

    Excellent poem. Clever use of the words.

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  16. Magaly Guerrero | July 23, 2017 at 12:27 pm

    This is pure deliciousness. Love the freedom and wildness of it. I would definitely dance to this. 😀

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  17. Susan Chast | July 23, 2017 at 5:47 pm

    Delightful fun.

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  20. janicead | July 23, 2017 at 7:54 pm

    This was a fun read.

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  22. annell4 | July 24, 2017 at 6:48 am

    Brings back memories. Grew up on the coast. Spent many hours drawing in the sand.

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