A bit of a poetry binge lately. This is an entry for #TankaTuesday #TheSpiceofLife #Poetry Challenge No. 309, 2/28/23.
This poem in the form of an American Cinquain.
Static Mundanity Bold to speak through blankets To stand in solidarity Cumin
The audacity of cumin to stand in the spice rack as a bitter thought, yet organize a well-balanced curry when called upon, can be seen as an act of bravery. It knows its value and remains in the rack until it’s ready to be used.
Sacred Circle 
12 responses to “Spice of Life”
Very clever poem, Karan! I love how you personified cumin.
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Thank you Yvette! Cumin is always the first thing I put in my cooking 🙂
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This is wonderful! Welcome to #TankaTuesday. I love cumin and you gave that herb a personality! Great poem!
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Thank you Colleen! Cumin is the first thing I put in my cooking. And yes, lately my voice has been benefiting my life 😀
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How wonderful. I hope to see more of your poetry.
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A great poem for a warm spice 💜
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Thank you Willowdot21! I really appreciate the compliment. Looking forward to more poetry prompts
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Join in weekly it’s fun and everyone is so supportive ☺️
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Fantastic personification, Karan! ❤
Sincerely,David
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Thank you, David! Looking forward to more prompts 😄
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Excellent word play.
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