Yama* in the kitchen (NaPoWriMo)

He scratches his head
totally perplexed
could not the old biddy read!
his four signs** ignored
not coming aboard
why wasn’t she ready to yield!

He descends on earth
for all that he’s worth
to persuade her to ascend.
she thinks he’s a cook
from his swarthy look
so she asks him to stove tend!

At tethers end he
finds himself. For he
is no cook for sure. Ladles,
pots, pans and cooker
he is in stupor
’tis not easy as saying toodles!

She solemnly vows
there’ll be no more rows
cook one meal for frau elder
willingly she’ll go
to the yamalok***
her last wish if he’d grant her!

He bends at the stove
as he is behove
his belly comes in his way
sweat and tears pour down
he tries not to frown
who’d thought he’d see such a day!

* deity of death

** he had promised to give four signs before whisking away people to his abode. Namely, grey hair, falling teeth, hearing difficulty and bent waist!

*** abode of Yama

You can read more about Yama here.

Today’s challenge is to write a poem about a mythical person or creature doing something unusual – or at least something that seems unusual in relation to that person/creature. Read more here.

Also written for Val’s scavenger hunt. An alouette including the word yield.