Superfoods dictators of moods
building blocks pyramids of power
all available from your ivory tower
but in the full length mirror complaints
so it's back to the carbohydrates again
the cynical blending of sugar and fat
the fridge is miraculously never bare
while pretty packets stack up in there
but keep believing nevertheless
cross your heart and hope to die
it's time for yet another confession
a reminder of the sad obsession.
Some good lines in there Ray.
My missus has just started another round of Slimming World. She's driving me mad. Lost 2lb in a week - half of that was wearing lighter clothes to the weigh-in.
Ha...this happens to have coincided with my latest health check
by my local health care nurse, and the usual chat about diet.
A subject that gains more importance with the passing years, it
seems. But the Greeks knew a thing or two, with the advice:
Let your food be your medicine, and your medicine be your food.
Thank you both Stephen and Stephen, not necessarily in that order - haha! - for liking this poem. Cheers.
Ray
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raypool
Thu 13th Jul 2023 10:38
Thanks Reggie's Ghost for bringing that up - the ladies have their own logic which doesn't necessarily coincide. I've been similarly accompanied.
Hi Mark. It's a rather bizarre thing when all the attention should really be focussed on how the young are inheriting a minefield of future problems, while the dietary concerns of us old'uns don't I believe really have that much influence on our future! I think the Greeks knew a thing or two about platitudes..
Ray