Chicken Soup

Chicken Soup


A dash of recollection
from my childhood days,
simmered until perfection,
seen in hues of maize.
Homemade chicken soup.
How good it
tastes!


Notes
An entry for January 9 "A Poem A Day Contest"  [E]
Prompt(s) Used: Prompt 3.
Prompt 3: Write an Epulaeryu Poem. The subject/topic must be about a meal or feast. The poem has 7 lines. The syllable count is 7/5/7/5/5/3/1 (or it can be reversed 1/3/5/5/7/5/7). The last line is a one-syllable descriptive exclamation (or the first line if reversed). Rhyme is not required.

Line Limit: 40
Line count: 7

Thank you for taking time to read my words. I would appreciate it if you took a moment and left a comment. Your reaction, impressions, criticisms, - yes, even praise - are all equally welcome.

Ken