Devil’s Food
Shriveled kernel
planted deep
virgin soul
watered with
milk of
human cruelty
warmed under
a dark sun
born
rabid appetites
borne
goats laugh
bones crack
interdimensional
black hole
sucking vortex
never sated
Morgan hosts OctPoWriMo and I am hosting dVerse today.
Morgan says:
Free write about your, “Dark Night of the Soul” either an experience or what it means to you. Word Prompts:
Pitch Black
Soul fire
Chaos
Awakening
dVerse prompt:
Dverse poets, the prompt for the day is food. You don’t have to use the actual word food, but please write on the topic of food in one (or more) of its many aspects.
Tao Talk 
Ha! This reads like one of Alton Brown’s episodes, Art of Darkness about dark chocolate! 🙂
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🙂 What is that, Toni, Art of Darkness?
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A very deep metaphor here; I get a slavery vibe here, on top of temptation and the emotional sin of giving in. A second reading settled me down some. I float between the New Crusades, and Trump’s Aryans.
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Glenn, it means a lot to have you try to understand my poems. Slavery is probably close. I think it would fit for your final conclusion also. I float between shame and guilt.
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The choppy rhythm is just right for both prompts. Never sated–that about sums up the dark. (K)
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Kerfe, thank you. Yes.
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Wow, brilliant!❤
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Thank you, Richa!
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I especially like the photograph. Almost too pretty for the words.
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Andrea, thank you. I thought about putting a dark graphic with it but wanted a little light to balance the dark.
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The dark of this fairly takes my breath away. Evocative.
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Beverly I’m glad it resonated for you. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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Nice lines: “watered with
milk of
human cruelty” That must be tasty.
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Thanks Frank. Tough love, I guess…
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That would make a nice cake for a Halloween party.
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It does look yummy doesn’t it.
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Darkness all around, sucking vortex and never sated. This is in dark contrast to the actual food itself as it can be sinfully yummy.
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Thanks Grace, I’m glad you see the contrast between them.
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Excellent post msjadeli
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Thank you.
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You are always warmly welcome msjadeli
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🙂
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Thank you, glad you enjoyed it.
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Deeply dark, stirring mixed feelings!
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Thank you, Punam. Food is my Achilles heel, or should that be Achilles hell?
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Lol either way it is a pleasurable pain! You are welcome!
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❤
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Great metaphors to dig down deep into the devil’s food!
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Thank you very much, Astrid.
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interdimensional
black hole
sucking vortex
never sated
Sounds like my appetite! Great post!
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Dwight, thank you! Glad you enjoyed it.
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Very intense. Great poetry.
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Thanks, Sadje!
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You’re welcome Li.
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interdimensional
black hole
sucking vortex
never sated
This is beautifully stated. Food has emotional, cultural, social and religious connects other than physical. Bodies reach when the mind does not accept certain things.
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Reena articulate and wise what you say. I’ll have to give “the reach” some thought.
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Sorry for the typo. I meant ‘react’.
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So dark is your rich chocolate devil’s cake, Jade, and tasting bitter with the ‘milk of human cruelty’. This is so quirky and out of step, it’s wonderful, especially ‘goats laugh / bones crack’, which sounds like voodoo.
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Kim thank you. It could be! It certainly feels like a powerlessness.
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Based on the illustration, I was expecting cake. And maybe, deep down, it is. The mental impact of bullying or trauma (the shriveled kernel); the comfort of food or need for attention or something else.
“interdimensional / black hole / sucking vortex / never sated” — very deep.
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S.M. I very much appreciate your feedback on the poem. It’s helpful.
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This is seems a lot like one of the seven deadly sins… Gluttony? ,,, the tempting deliciousness hurting us.
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Yes. Exactly. And what creates that black hole of appetite….
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Cleverly done. A calorie free word cake of divine deliciousness. Thank you.
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Thank you, Ali, glad you enjoyed it and you are welcome 🙂
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Devil indeed.
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Thank you, Tim.
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ouch makes me grateful I don’t know this problem .. food is merely fuel for me!
This is dark and intense, good write as you elicit feelings well
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Thanks much for your comments, Kate. It’s a tough one.
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for sure, I can’t imagine how tough …
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Oh how the hurting mind runs to food — but at least there is some comfort.
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Sabio, yes, for that bit of time. Thank you.
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