Oh dearie me here I be,
on a table icy cold
body bathed in oils of old
pampered with exotic spice
basking in electric light,
I’ll soon emerge a bright tawny gold.
For eons we have trotted free
knowing well our fate would be
the favoured fowl of destiny
like all the game and fish of the sea,
so it is written, so let it be.
Within their candle-dappled lair
expectations fill the air,
there’s preparation everywhere
and transformation of the fare.
All the loved ones gathered nigh,
gay balloons and pumpkin pie,
praise to sing-thanks to give,
but yet I die that they might live.
So here I be at centre stage
me and my appointed sage,
weeping for my tender years
overwhelmed by praise and prayers.
No sooner am I laid to rest
a polished blade assaults my breast,
soft and white on paper lace,
a sacrifice to time and space.
Reverberations fill the air,
consequences of the fair,
Angels smiling way up there,
at nothing left but grunts and groans
fruity stones and turkey bones.
A contest entry
- " Let's Talk Turkey ! " CONTEST by LovinCharmer.
700 points, ended November 30, 2007, 13 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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9pts...
Thank you for contributing to the reading list of The Poetic Bandits
~Lilac
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i know i'm demented for laughing but geesh, good thing this is just a poem, poor turkey lurkey
i love how you wrote this from the turkey's view, wonderfully done 
be well and be blessed
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... this definitely made me smile... I love the way you have written this, it is funny and flows just as wonderfully... we don't have thanksgiving... but this is a beautiful tribute poem to it!
Keep writing
Polly -
Awww poor tom turkey. I enjoyed the rhyme in this poem. It was entertaining.
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Very humorous piece my dear poet. I really enjoyed it. I liked the rythm of the words and flow of the piece. It even seemed to me the turkey got his revenge on them htat ate him..Good luck in the contest.
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Great wrtite!
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Liked the rhythm, rhyme and flow of this poem. Thanksgiving turkey- just the season for this too. Easy to read and understand, kind of cute.
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wow... this is one of the best thanksgiving writes I've seen in a long while. Nicely done, and thank you for sharing
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i almost want to laugh maybe i just have a sick sense of humor but no sooner am i laid to rest than a polished blade attacks my breast just had me crackin up
great job on this piece -
So sad for the turkey
And happiness for our tummys, I love this write you did a outstanding job on this gran dinner.
Like this stance;
"No sooner am I laid to rest
a polished blade assaults my breast,
soft and white on paper lace,
a sacrifice to time and space."
LISA
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poor little turkey if only it weren't so delicous. Good Poem very talented.
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the sage ... ahhh yes a wonderful spice is sage. A must have in stuffing! I loved this write. Very imaginative.
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Yum Yum
The best thing for a bird is to be spit roasted and eaten!
This was a brilliant write. I find it hard to feel sorry for turkey when i'm hungry hahahah
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This is great! This is just the sort of humorous poetry that I like the best. Your language and imagery are amazing, and your rhythm and rhyme equally outstanding. I could almost imagine the first stanza being about some pampered prima donna until I come to the latter half of it. Excellent work!
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Awww cute!
poor thing! I feel for it....lol
It's fun reading this! Brought me smiles and some giggles...
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Very nice write
You had me feeling so bad for the Turkey..LOL..I may have to resort to ham this year..lmao..Good Luck in the contest...LC
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this is so cute in the eyes of a turkey ready to be mutilated for ones dinner, good job and good luck in our contest...MM
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