Inside the Yemen Pavilion at Global Village

 

SPICES By Poetic Muse

Poems are like spices
What appeals to one person's senses may not appeal to another
Some like really spicy sonnets
Others like a slow simmering sestina
Some like flamboyant flavors
Others like tried and true recipes with no surprises
They would rather have sweet than spicy
Some like traditional flavors
Like haiku and tanka
And for those exotic tastes there are diamantes
And for the naughty there are limericks
Surely something for everyone in this buffet of words
Free verse anyone? All you can eat?