
Stay on the back-burner for a while
I pleaded with my passion
let me play other roles for now
you have to learn some patience
I could see it floundering
in a rush to be ahead of others
flailing and falling helplessly
so it needed to feel before flourishing
Stepping back would help it ferment
and then foment with excitement
slowly stewing steeped in its juices
to effervesce with vigour and vivacity
alas! I let it be for too long
it started feeding on its fetid self
my passion that was raring to go
bubbled and frothed to putrid death.
Written for dVerse poetics. Li had asked us to write on fermentation. Since I am late, I am sharing it at OLN.
So glad, even if late on the prompt, that you posted it here! Well done…..I’m reminded of that old phrase, “Bubble bubble, toil and trouble…”
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Oh, those lines were certainly on my mind, Lillian! Thanks a lot.
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ouch the things that happen if left alone … well done sis!
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Indeed! Thanks, sis. 🙂
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Punam, it fits the patterns so well when things are carried into the extreme. It’s true with fermentation as well. With kombucha, it turns to vinegar — but can still be used as a cleaning agent 🙂 Others, not so useful lol except to end a cycle and make way for a new beginning. Wise poeming!
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Thanks a lot, Li! I guess timing is very important in everything.
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Yes it is! You’re welcome.
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Great poem Punam. That looks like a pretty toxic brew!
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It does, Dwight! Thanks so much.
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You are welcome!
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Timing is everything with fermentation. (K)
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I agree, and not just fermentation but almost everything.
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Wow! Great take Punam. I don’t think that it would ever come to this that your imagination fails you.
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I am always touched by your faith in my writing abilities. Thanks so much, aapa. 🙏🏼❤️
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It’s the truth my dear friend. And I always enjoy your writing
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Punam this one is brimming with visual excitement! I love the description and the sense of uncertainty and anticipation, hesitancy and disappointment!
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Oh, Val! Such a delightful comment! Thank you. ❤️
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I think the moral to the story, is that the natural emotions of passion are untameable … 😍😀🤗💕
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I totally agree, Ivor! 😀🤗❤️
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An alliterative feast…well done! JIM
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Jim, thanks a lot.
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things can only simmer so long, great warning in this one! 👏👏
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Yeah, that is so true! Thanks, Tricia. ❤️
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Well done! Love the rise and fall in this one!
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Thank you so much!
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Stepping back would help it ferment
and then foment with excitement
slowly stewing steeped in its juices
to effervesce with vigour and vivacity
Exactly what is needed and craved for Punam! A pity lots of the reverse seems to rule the day!
Hank
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I agree, Hank. We seem to be in a rush these days. Thanks a lot.
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Sometimes things are left on the burner too long. A word of wisdom bubbles here.
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Indeed! Thanks a lot.
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A great take on the prompt, Punam – best not let those passions bubble and fade!
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Thanks so much, Ingrid! Passion needs nurturing. ❤️
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That permanent balance, that fight, wonderful turn in the poem…think you can keep it at bay…go ahead, try….
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That fine balance requires a lot of patience and perseverance. Thanks ever so much, Ain. Always appreciate your keen insights and visits.
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Captivating and filled with depth.
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Thanks a lot, Jude.
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My pleasure.
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A wonderful take on the prompt, Punam!
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Thank you, Merril!
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You’re very welcome, Punam!
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This is intense.
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Thanks so much.
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Oh so sad but a deep and profound poem Punam 💖
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Thanks so much, Kamal. ❤️❤️
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Welcome dear Punam 🙏🏼😊👍🏼
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It is hard to be all things to all people. Many parents, especially women, have postponed their dreams. For some, it may be too late. for others, retirement and an empty nest give them new opportunities. This is the interpretation that came to mind. I think there may be many others.
A very vivid and eloquent poem, Punam! ❤
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Love your interpretation, Cheryl. You are so right, women always postpone their dreams and desires for family and sometimes it is too late. Thanks ever so much for your lovely reflection. ❤️
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This is beyond potent, Punam! Bravo! ❤❤
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Thanks a lot, Sanaa! ❤️
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This made me think that fermentation always has to come in moderation… if it goes to far it kills itself.
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So true. Balance and timing are the key.
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A magnificent flow of words, Punam. ❤️
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Dear Jeff, thank you! ❤️
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