Too Many Choices

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 – July Covid-19 P.A.D. – Day 24
Court Is In Session

“Today we’re holding court. Food Court.

You be the judge. Are you guilty for the pizza? Does the Mandarin Wok entice you? Souvlaki? A burger and fries?

What is your preference for a quick bite while trolling the mall? Write of the delectable food that satisfies your rumblings.”

Too many scents,
too many voices,
children bent
on consuming all choices.

Nathan’s hot dog–
you do the fixins’,
my minds in a fog
where chicken smells delicious.

Counter to counter
I stroll, reading menus.
Pizza, I’m in doubt of,
Japanese, says my nephew.

Can’t make up my mind,
so I step away.
Ah, Aunt Annie’s in time–
hot, soft pretzel makes my day.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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