Appetite for Delight

 

It struck me today, an appetite for delight,

the curious need for something smooth and

creamy. It doesn’t appeal to me every day,

but today the irresistible yen hit with ferocity,

this urgent need I tell you, perhaps a select word

or two I can’t eschew, the yearning to rhyme

a line in 3-quarter time which will waltz me

through my day, a musical signature Strauss

would likely know how to play. And in sheer

delight, I’d sweep my escort across the ball-

room floor, me, that dashing chap in uniform,

not the aging stumble bum I have become.

Something smooth and creamy to satiate and

satisfy—hum-ta-da-dum-ta-dum. On second

thought, perhaps a home made devil’s food

cake with chocolate frosting will do. Today my

damned arthritic hips would most assuredly

impede my smooth and creamy moves.

                   -30-

Chris Hanch 3-22-2021