Friday, April 24, 2009

Ripe With Regret

I regret that I did not
put the fish in the fridge,
that I left it in the car
to ripen in the heat.

That aroma and taste
at Bonefish Grill
was delectable, incredible
the smell now
of the fish, a nice pink
salmon, in my car is rank.
Judy Roney
April 23, 2009


Mary said...

Oh my...

On the one hand I empathize; but on the other hand this poem makes me chuckle.

Diane T said...

Ewwww, I can smell it now! A very sensory poem.

Victoria said...

Funny poem - I like the way you use poetyry to describe such a wide range of human experience.