Christmas Special (Poetry Monthly)

Gold cherry

By Canonette

Sun, 20 Dec 2015
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9 comments
 

☆
She
the TV chef
smiles weakly
can no longer speak
her words molasses thick
poured slowly, though she tries
to sprinkle liberally those clichéd
stock phrases, tangle of slaw, for example
for which she's famous. Meanwhile cut to footage
of Christmas scenes, friends feasting, festive delights;
forced jollity, the most depressing thing I've seen this year -
the self-styled queen of fairy lights, Stepford-gone completely.
Finally, the ham takes centre stage; burnished dark-smoky treacly.

Certificate PG
Poem
Opinion

Comments

Submitted by VeraClark on

This is an utter treat. To read, to look at, am nodding head with knowing at her gooey collapse. It's such a tight, sharp poem that matches the pine needles. Thrilled to see you back on here.

 

Submitted by Canonette on

Thank you.  You probably won't believe me, but it is accidentally Christmas tree shaped!

 

Submitted by Bee on

You have it to perfection!

Bee

Submitted by Canonette on

Thanks, Bee. I've always liked Nigella, so I found the programme quite sad.

 

Submitted by Canonette on

Thank you for the christmas cherries (hopefully in brandy).

 

Submitted by celticman on

sounds like stepford xmas. hammy with nigella's breasts.

 

Submitted by Canonette on

That's exactly what it was like!

 

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Submitted by Canonette on

Golden baubles - how lovely, thank you.