Gifts of life

Sweetness tasted in ripples of thought

Variety of the flavors of life,

Names of love on happiness signs

Treats of words

Poet of love.

A nut-induced whisper

With a chunk-o-laughter

Burnt sugar melting from here to ever after

In memories of verse

You heard it here first.

Would you like a sample

They’re always free

Like peace and love and everything in between

Neither name mine

But a tribute to goodness

Lip-licking amazingness

With every last drop,

Sticky-good words to coat the soul

With happy-like sprinkles

And grateful cherries,

Magic-delight in every thought bite,

Not sure if this is right

But it is what it is

Thank you for buying

Be sure to drop back in.

By cone or by cup

Love eating it up.

Not sure where I was going with this but Steve Winwood wouldn’t get out of my head and I think I got lost in the cream. Probably not quite a kenning but it eh, who cares….

And finally, our prompt (optional, as always)! Today’s prompt comes to us from Vince Gotera, who suggests a prompt very much in keeping with our poet in translation, a “kenning” poem. Kennings were riddle-like metaphors used in the Norse sagas. Basically, they are ways of calling something not by its actual name, but by a sort of clever, off-kilter description — for example, the sea would be called the “whale road.” Today, I challenge you to think of a single thing or person (a house, your grandmother, etc), and then write a poem that consists of kenning-like descriptions of that thing or person. For example, you might call a cat a mouse-stalker, quiet-walker, bird-warner, purr-former, etc.