I recommend checking out the Washington Post's "Peeps Show" for a look at even more fun things to do with Peeps®.
Since it's Poetry Friday, my challenge for today was to come up with a poem about Peeps®--a surprisingly easy task! There are literally baskets full. Many are found at Peep Art!, and an ode to the pink ones is found at A Diary Left Open. But, writing one of my own--that wasn't an easy task! What remains to be said about Peeps®? Not too much, so I took a different angle.
The Old Cat
She has a reputation for
being fussy, turning up her nose
at almost everything cats
normally relish. She eats
when she's hungry, not
according to a human's schedule.
Lord help you, though, if she's
famished and you, her slave,
are not at the ready with a can opener.
As for expensive feline treats,
she'll indulge only if the "other"
shows an interest in them first.
It's not that she likes these treats,
she simply won't let the usurper
win out. Here she is, at seventeen,
an old cat sitting by a basket,
her little pink tongue flicking a lick
of sugar from a sticky yellow Peep.
I take my Easter miracles where
I can get them. Don't you?
A special treat for me, today, is that my writing hint is being featured at Laura Shovan's blog, Author Amok, as part of her "30 Habits of Highly Effective Poets" series. Check it out and then head over to the Poetry Friday Round-Up being hosted by Robyn Hood Black.
Peeps update: Downton Abbey lovers have taken Peeps art and run with it. Click here.
Poem and photo © Diane Mayr, all rights reserved.