Written for the Sunday Whirl wordle. This one did not flow quite as well, and might fit better in a prose form, which I have not figured out how to format in WordPress, or do I fully understand. I did try to incorporate ‘poetic elements’ (almost makes me sound like I know what I am doing – NOT!) into the story, but…. Anyway, enjoy and I look forward to the feedback.
The story of the Southern Sister’s Kitchen
was steeped in charm and shards of history,
yarns often retold in the back booth
between meal times at the old cafe.
They started the restaurant later in life,
after children had scattered and husbands died.
Drawn together by instinct and family ties.
Seeming the perfect fit for old southern cooks
with a love of the kitchen and the food it produced.
The socializing was a bonus, a byproduct of people
always searching for a place that feels like home –
and the joy of the occasional scandalous tale.
The overweight trio had as great a knack
for story telling as they did for putting a
scald on fried chicken (the best in west Georgia);
whether embellishing, politely, on local gossip,
or whispering of urges debutantes should deny.
Favorites for frequent retelling were the teenage
crush on JFK, or when the youngest had to
scatter through the woods after being caught
with a boy; tales to turn the old bittys ashen
with incorruptible indignation.
Prose is much easier on WP, as you don’t have to press shift-return every line to get single spacing,. So for prose you just type continuously and the lineation takes care of itself.
A good story, and I agree it would probably be more effective as prose.
I agree. Hard words though, I thought!
I enjoyed this tale, Mark. Well done.
Pamela
It’s a familiar place, though I think in the ones I’ve known the socializing was the primary focus, and the food was incidental.
I think your prose instinct was right. It seems like a contradiction, but sometimes that shows off the rhythm of the language better than poetic form.
You have a knack, my good fellow. I think you did an excellent job of telling a story with these words. I’d like to hear more of these 3 sisters and their recipes…or scandalous tales.
yea, sometimes WP has a mind of it’s own when it come to doing poetry. You an excellent job too.
This one is all about the sisters, no place as part of it, other than the word Southern. I don’t think you need to add a sense of place, but, perhaps, more of a sense of these three women. More specifics, fewer generalities.
m
The story overtook the use of wordle words — they blended right in!