A poem about a stew...
Insect, carrot, and potato stew
With a few worms thrown in for fun.
The bugs will be crunching happily,
The carrots will be sweet and tender,
And the potatoes will be soft and starchy.
It's not as bad as it sounds- in fact,
It's quite delicious really.
So put the pot on the stove,
And get ready to feast.
And when you're done,
Just remember- it's not so bad.
It's just a little bug, carrot, and potato stew.
This was a poetic tale from the city of Lazarus, A dystopian metropolis half sunken in the sea, along with ai art created with stable diffusion / Midjourney ai browser applications, inspired by the words of the poem. War and climate change took its toll on this and every other city we know. This is one of many short tales of a young woman ("the narrator") and her daily life surviving in the ruble of the modern world.
I am adding individual poems to a collection that I plan on eventually publishing into an ebook.
Thank you for reading.
💔Here are a few links to some of the other poems about the dystopian City of Lazarus: