Ode to Pasta: Don't Think Me Cruel

Updated on August 29, 2017
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Luke works as a middle school English, ELD, social justice, and mindfulness teacher in the sanctuary city, San Jose, CA.

Hello, old friend.
I must say
that your spongy, soft flesh
tasted delicious in my mouth.

Please don't think me cruel.
We both knew
how our relationship would end.

I remember when we began,
o' so long ago.

You were harder back then,
rigid and ready to crack.

When I freed you from your prison,
I knew I would be a hero.
Everyone would cheer
when I showed them
what I had done.


I'd warmed you, loosened you up;
spiced and flavored your body.

Know that it was for the sake of others
that I used you the way I did.


And, let's be honest,
you weren't the only one
partaking in our adventure.

There were others.
All shared the same fate.


In the end,
this is what you were destined to become:
a limp, wet noodle
lying prostrate on my plate.

So, please don't think me cruel.

I enjoyed the time we shared,
but now the meal is over
and the memories
are all that remain.


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        JourneyHolm 12 months ago

        Paula, thank you so much for reading and commenting! As an Italian, pasta is an essential food group for me. Your grandmother sounds like a wonderful woman, with exquisite taste. I can't wait to have kids and show them how to slurp pasta like a pro. Thanks again :)

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        JourneyHolm 12 months ago

        I think I ate pasta every day in college...it is very near and dear to my heart (and stomach). Thanks for reading. I look forward to your poetry when it comes around.

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        Sakina Nasir 13 months ago from Kuwait

        Very unique! Loved how you have molded the cooking of pasta into a lovely poem. Great job Luke! God bless you and your talent. Keep writing such awesome poetry. :)

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        Paula 13 months ago from Beautiful Upstate New York

        Oh...I love this! So clever. I smiled through every word. The photos are wonderful. I have a snap shot of every one of my sons as toddlers, looking just like the child here. Now that's the way to eat pasta with gusto!

        In fact, even the adult shoving massive fork-fulls, unashamed, into his mouth, actually brought me back to Sunday family dinners at my Sicilian Grandmother's house, many years ago~~to include a fine glass of my grandfather's homemade Dago-Red!! MMMM-Bene Mangia!!! Paula I'm hungry!

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        JourneyHolm 13 months ago

        Thanks, John :) You've inspired me to try my hand at a nonsense poem, by the way.

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        John Hansen 13 months ago from Queensland Australia

        This raised a smile, Luke, and the accompanying images are great.