Third Selected November Poem 2012

By The Way, It's Delicious

I look into my bag of tricks

To find a treat both bitter and sweet

Both are needed to balance the doshas

Too much of either and the flavor is wrong

So I grab a handful of bitter

That seems to be more

Than what I would normally think delicious

My fear that the dish so full

Of expensive quality organic ingredients

Is at risk of being spoiled and uneatable

Season, temperature and need of body

Do affect the sense of taste

Sometimes too much is just right

Sometimes just enough is too much

And sometimes

Too little is enough to get by

So I lift my fork to my lips

To taste the fruits of my labors

And decide that I only need

To please my own tongue

--Larissa