Lost in Translation

 

Ninja Foodi XL Pro,

the monster in her kitchen 

Came all the way from China,

Jinan, Shandong

to be exact,

then to San Diago, California,

then by FedEx into Canada

Her point being that

somewhere along the way

there is a loss in

translation.

It/he burns everything

She reads the instructions,

written in English

but he/it still burns everything 

There are instructions in

five languages 

Perhaps one of those is

the right one

If she knew some one who

spoke Spanish or German

maybe they could help

Her friends love their

Ninjas

Their chicken wings are crispy

their roasts just the right 

medium well done,

pizzas to die for,,,

Wait a minute!

She stops to ponder

Why IS that?

You don’t 

 suppose it’s HER mind

lost in translation

Ellecee

Inspiration from

Good Universe Next Door

23. The sum of its parts
Consider the objects in your home. 

How did they get there? What resources 

were required to produce them?

 Write a poem about the origin of one or 

more of your possessions. / 

Hunger

 

We the fortunate

What do we 

hunger for?

A finer home

A cottage on 

a lake

A vacation to

foreign lands

Preferably developing

nations where the

topography is beautiful

and artifacts are cheaper

Some of us are altruistic

and we hunger to be

helpful to those of us

less fortunate

In our communities

and beyond

Others may feel impotent

Why in these musings

and reflections

does hunger invariably 

become

a noun?

Ellecee

Day 10 - NaPoWriMo 2024

Prompted by

TP_Poetry

 

Not it? What then?

 Ordinary living

Breakfast, lunch, dinner,

Wine,, beer, espresso,

Sleeping, waking, working

No job? OK not that then

Washing up, cleaning,

laundry, no pods, bad

for the kids,

No kids? OK, not that then

TV, tablet, computer, IPhone

Everybody always on

No IPhone? OK, not  that then

Watching movies, best actress,

best  actor, drama, romcom,

Theatres closed, no Netflix, no Prime?

OK, not that then

Partner, husband, wife, conjugal sex,

Single, hookup, boyfriend, girlfriend

No love life? OK, not that then

Walking, running, swimming,

Roller blades, scooter, skate board?

No? Not that then

So, what then?

What’s it then?

Ordinary life

Ellecee

Written for NaPoWriMo 2021 - Day 21

 

Why ask?

Why ask the questions?

Am I ready to accept the answers?

What if I discover I’ve been wrong all along?

What if there is no respite in the end?

What if love is really a fantasy?

What if DNA is a lie?

Is it merely a construct built by engaging minds?

Can we really trace who we are?

Or are not?

Do we care?

Aren’t we all in “it” together anyway?

"Ellecee"

Inspired by today's prompt fromimaginary garden with real toads

A note:

I want to say to each and everyone I have shared this month of poetry with

Thank You!

Although I didn't manage 30 poems, I enjoyed sharing this time with you.

Your poetry inspires me