the buffet

the buffet

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson
"

if you enjoy such things you may want to skip this offering

"
She stands at the buffet,
a reluctant guest.

the plate is warm and
unpleasant in her hand.

The chef, a master of
serving up the hurt,
slaps on a pile of lies
over the slick sauce of
heartache and betrayal,
burying them under the
sides of worry and the
mushy feelings of want
and doubt.

There is no more room
on this plate,
but somehow, she manages
to balance desert  --
stress laden with salty tears;
always eat what you take
she gorges herself,
hoping she won't burst,
unable, for the moment,
to purge.



© 2017 Lyn Anderson


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Hurt, lies, heartache and betrayal, A difficult meal to swallow. Masterful lines in this very well written poem.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thank you. Haven't seen you in a bit
That's quite a lot on any one person's plate to digest..great metaphors throughout this piece

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

yes, it is. Thank you very much, I appreciate it.
Well I got taken back to : "the cook the thief the wife the lover" it gets a bit gory but to him that behaved horribly why not serve him as the main. Saving a little bit for pudding. Ok that movie aside the feelings of disgust coming loud and clear this does not help metabolism at all.

Thankyou

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thanks very much as always
No one should ever eat from such a buffet. Good job KL.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thank you I appreciate the visit.
Sometimes we take on more than we can handle… why? Maybe the challenge. Some very clever metaphors.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thanks for visiting.:)
The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

10 Years Ago

Always a pleasure my friend.
There is no more room
on this plate,
but somehow, she manages
to balance desert --
stress laden with salty tears;
always eat what you take
she gorges herself,
hoping she won't burst,
unable, for the moment,
to purge.

Surrounded by those who do not understand our limits and needs and us too scared or caring to say no… a wonderful use of allegory here. Life can be a force-fed buffet, for sure.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thank you for you insights.
Whoa! This is a very cleverly presented look at heartache and tragedy, abuse and betrayal. I'm so sorry that such pain has to flow from your fingertips.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much. I appreciate the kindness.
MomzillaNC

10 Years Ago

You're more than welcome. I'll say a prayer for you and your kids.
Wow... ok.. this one.. is not only clever, witty, and fitting, but affecting and powerful.. the metaphor is spot on and so well delivered.. definitely a new favorite.. A.W.E.S.O.M.E....

there will come a time when the pain isn't so overwhelming and the tears and release will purge that bitter aftertaste.. ((hugs))

Posted 10 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

10 Years Ago

Thank you so much. Yes, I know, the time will come.

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Added on November 4, 2014
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Lyn Anderson
Lyn Anderson

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