Ballet and Beef

Ballet and Beef

A Poem by Andrew John


Frustrating being a poet.
If I am to write for you
I do have to read your mind.
So what are the words that arouse your passion?

And why do you love
that stew pot while you possess
ballet that is danced to beautiful music
tripped, as they say, to that light fantastic?

A meaty dish with vegetables:
carrots, potatoes, onions, leeks.
Ballet, on tiny tippytoes,
decorous, comely ankles and winged feet.

Oh, feet that fly to the level
of your beautiful eye
while your spry toe-tips and heels
are but a foot apart.

Would you be telling me far too much,
by letting me read that look in your eye,
as I guess that mélange of thoughts
of beautiful ballet and succulent stew?

(16 Mar 2024)

© 2024 Andrew John

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You reminded me how I used to draw beautiful ballerinas in gorgeous tutus when I was a seven year old. Long before I found real beauty in all things nature, ballerinas were my thing. As for reading a poet’s mind, oh no no no. That has to be a mystery surely.


Posted 2 Months Ago

Andrew John

2 Months Ago

Thanks as always, C.
I loved my days in Vermont as a youth...
ON the farms, running through the pastures, petting the cows when could get close enough.
I am picturing those cows doing ballet...and very well...
and then eating the ballerinas when they no longer can supply milk.
What a strange show that is.
reading a mind to write a poem....I like that idea.

Posted 2 Months Ago

Andrew John

2 Months Ago

Thanks so much for this comment, Mr J.

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Added on March 16, 2024
Last Updated on March 16, 2024
Tags: words, passion, stew, ballet, dish, food


Andrew John
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