Blueberry Jelly
By
Gerardine Baugh©9/2008
Blueberry jelly
Splattered across the table,
Ingrained in the rug
Flowing patterns spattered on the wall
Sitting in the corner, I watch
The spray, of bluish purple
Fly across the room
Slightly worse than spaghetti sauce
In the way it stains
In a way it is artistic
Blueberry jelly, relished
As an adornment,
A tasty goop of sweetness
Slathered on bread, toasted and buttered
None other than a child’s
face covered in blue
Hands sticky sweet, pulling at tuffs of hair
Stupefaction in the moment
Take not my blueberry jelly
and wash it down the drain
Let’s play sticky games on the walls
The rugs
The doors
The dog
for he will join in and clean
with tickling delight
That giggling face, hands and feet
Both will sit without quandary
reveling in the delight of
Blueberry jelly…
I had written this for my writers group in September 2008 Now I am posting it again for Jingles Thursday Poets’ Rally Complete with the original picture used at the writers’ site.http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/03/10/thursday-poets-rally-week-9-march-11-17-2010/