It’s time for tea and dunking
A crisp Digestive biscuit
But before immersion into the hot beverage
And to aid entry into my mug
I snap the biscuit in two
The contours of my broken biscuit
Remind me of a Norwegian coastline
With their fiords , coves , peninsulas and inlets
I wonder whether the snapped shape is unique
Or whether another dunker has ever
Snapped or will ever snap the exact same shape
A shape that would mate exactly with one half of mine
To form the perfect Digestive circle
With no hint of forced togetherness
I surmise that given sufficient dunkings
Over untold millennia and myriads of time
By the laws of probability
There must have been or will be a perfect mate
In the same way surely
That enough explosions in a printing factory
Could produce the complete works of Shakespeare
Or the union of two gene pools could produce an identical twin
From different parents
Great thoughts and musings
Are prompted during dunkings
But now it is time to savour
My soft and warm Digestive fragment
Which I must ingest quickly
Before it becomes too tea –sodden and structurally unstable
With the ever present risk of disintegration
Breaking off and sinking to the bottom of my mug
Such important ponderings must therefore cease
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Classicmister (
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Comments5
A fine write Classic. Yes, too long dunking and one has to dive in with the spoon to retrieve it. Or if too late, be carful not to choke on it at the bottom of the cup!
Thank you orchidee for taking the trouble to comment on my poem - I'm glad you enjoyed it. Go well.
Great read - and you didn't even mention the other dimensions where there are even more possibilities!
Thank you Lorna for taking the trouble to comment on my poem - I'm glad you enjoyed it. Go well.
This was a good chuckle and structured piece of insight too. Nice.
Thank you Nicholas for taking the trouble to comment on my poem - I'm glad you enjoyed it. Go well.
I can hear your voice in this poem and I can almost see your stream of consciousness flowing into the lines. I like how you have taken a seemingly mundane, commonplace item and activity and around them have woven a complex philosophical, reflective poem. I love the allusions: "That enough explosions in a printing factory Could produce the complete works of Shakespeare" & a Norwegian coastline With their fiords , coves , peninsulas and inlets". I also like your contemplation about a 'soul mate' for your broken biscuit. And I love that last line: "Such important ponderings must therefore cease". All in all, a unique composition that i am sure would reward further reading and study. Excellent! Well done! My fave line has got to be: "Great thoughts and musings
Are prompted during dunkings"
Thank you so much for your very kind comments and I'm glad you enjoyed it so much. I wrote it very quickly just minutes before I posted it so I guess that the best stuff often comes spontaneously without too much pre-planning or editing.
Just found this and had a smile on my face - enjoyed it muchly.
Thank you Michael for taking the trouble to comment and I'm glad it made you smile.
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