Biking to the open market,
slushy flakes evaporate
as soon as they touch down.
My pedals squeak
past ice cream cones
sold beside tombstones.
What endless variety
available in each!
We delight in the flavor
of our coldstone treats.
Tombstones
and ice cream cones,
booming early spring.
Handcrafted curvatures
granite gelatos,
all the distinct shades
of stele sorbets;
pillars of relief,
sold as solid,
sugary grief.
Tombstones
and ice cream cones;
what a motif!
Moments of mourning
mixed with tasteful glee;
profound words
chiseled beside
sticky smiles.
Get an instant fix
with your eternal wile.
Tombstones
and ice cream cones;
the pleasure is brief.
Marbled moans,
our lifetime’s redress,
a permanent address,
easier to select
than a dairy flavor.
Eternity’s emulsion
is an icy savior.
Yard Sale of Thoughts 
I enjoyed this poem of an unusual pairing! The title made me think of the song ‘Afternoons and coffee spoons’ which is an adapted quote from T.S. Eliot.
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Thank you, they’re really being sold side by side here on Ungererstraße. I will be sure to play that song. Alfred Prufrock, measured out my life with coffee spoons, I’ve always loved that line. Much appreciated.
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Well it’s a fitting tribute! Are you in Germany?
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Yes, I’m teaching in Munich.
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Nice! I visited it once very briefly but I was impressed.
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… and they all screamed for ice cream. Such a mesmerising jigsaw you’ve written.
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Thanks, Misky. It’s really down the street from me, icecream parlour and tombstone sale yard, but the teasing on the two was a lot of fun. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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superb. Whichever was the second, it was kinda a weird neighbour to choose, wasn’t it?
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I dunno. Maybe they can add a snackbar to the graveyard, too. Eulogies and popcorn,anyone?
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ah, popcorn. You just reminded me we have a bag of popping corn in the cupboard!
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a wonderful romp of a poem with criss -crossing adjectives, jarring analogies that jell, and a great title that draws you right in; I can tell you had great fun with this one 🙂
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Thank you, John. It was fun, kept meaning to pen it, then found it got even better tinkering with it this afternoon.
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