Theology of Carrots
We hide our best
underground
plumed by ornamental
headpieces
allowing the wisdom
of taproots
to prosper
in darkness.
“Theology of Carrots” first appeared here in September 2017.
O at the Edges
Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.
O at the Edges 
It is in fact nearly time for carrot cake
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It is, indeed!
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This poem would seem to be the opposite of my essence: letting my better artistic side blossom while hiding what I see as my creativity’s essential flaws and fatigued spots (my “yet-to-be” wise places?) to heal in the darkness? Something along those lines. So if this poem is autobiographical, no wonder I learn so much from your work! You teach as you scratch…
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My creativity’s strength and flaws seem to merge quite often. Sometimes underground, sometimes in the light.
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I am becoming obsessed with your blog lol
You’re are ridiculously creative
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But not in a ridiculous way 🤔 you know what I meant
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Ha! Yes, I took your comment in the way you meant. 🙂
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Thank you. You have made my day!
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Maybe they can see in the dark, too?
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Certainly. Much better than I!
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Oh, how I LOVE this…you write in lyric truth! ❤
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May carrots one day rule the world!
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