I’m using daily prompts associated with Inktober (artists doing ink drawings) to spur poetry this month. The poems flow from the prompts, though it may not be obvious (at all); and sometimes the poems are revisions of earlier poems that came to mind when I mulled the prompt. If there’s a photo in the post, it was chosen after the poem was written. I’m “showing my work” by offering some of the words, phrases, associations that came to me for each prompt. The poems may or may not have anything to do with gardens, gardening, or “nature” as it’s commonly considered. To see all the poems (once they’re written), check the Inktober landing page.

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Today’s prompt: TASTY

Some associations: acquired taste, taste of paradise, taste of freedom, in good/bad taste, taste of one’s own medicine, no accounting for taste, taste buds, champagne taste on a beer budget, tongue, palate, flavour, savour(y), aftertaste, tang, sweet, sour, bitter, salty, aesthetic judgment (taste), preference (taste), pleasing, satisfying, appealing, yummy, delicious, appetising, palatable, succulent, mouthwatering, inviting, tempting, provocative, Tastee Freez (soft serve ice cream)

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Poem:

Elixir

One pistachio,
the first buttery artichoke petal,
a summer nip of wild honeysuckle or
the sometime sip of a heather ale, all
like the moment of waking, when the dream
floods your terrain and then recedes, leaving
the barest aftertaste of something
known and tantalisingly unfamiliar,
whole in itself, also incomplete,
calling out for more
but the truth is
that’s enough,
the one taste,
infusing your mouth,
the crucible of your mind replete
with all the flowers of the undiminished
ruminating landscape.

©MMWms 2019

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