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When I crave from my enclave something to eat
(Not apples or peas or muffins or meat)
I steady my stare at my pantry’s archive
And spot a great lot that’ll keep me alive.
In my haste for a taste of the finest cuisine
I select my elected morsel between
Other sorts of sweets, numbering four or yet five;
For indeed, I need some DC to survive!
So I fly at my diet with quiet repose,
Tearing open the wrapping, sweet meats to expose,
Popping into my mouth a delightful brown hue
To masticate morsels and morsels to chew.
The exemplary frill of this thrill forbids haste;
I desist from my chewing to savor the taste
Of dark chocolate rocking and rolling my mood
And blocking, consoling—all cares to occlude!
My imbibing transcribes the good savor to health.
When DC descends to my gut’s commonwealth;
To the depths of my being, digested, refined.
It is good for my heart and my total mankind.
I will sing and will ring adulations galore
To the nurture that casts me on heavenly shore,
For the chocolate block of that food I decree
Is the dark one I christen “Vitamin DC.”
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Jeff Kemper has been a biology teacher, biblical studies instructor, editor, and painting contractor. He lives in York County, Pennsylvania.
A most enjoyable poem, Jeff! Your use of internal rhyme is skillful and quite humorous — I especially love fly at/diet/quiet, and rocking, rolling/blocking, consoling! The only thing that gave me pause was the use of “imbibing”, which refers to drinking, rather than eating. Thanks for the fun read!
Ever had a cup of coco to imbibe?
Or chocolate syrup, straight from the can. Drink it right down,
as Red Skelton would say.
Okay, I get it. I’d forgotten about hot chocolate since I don’t really like it.
Thank you, Cynthia for your kind comments! And . . .
Because of your pause
I’ll cover my flaws
With the probable cause-
The staying of jaws:
Just before the occurrence of “imbibing” I alleged that “I desist from my chewing to savor the taste.” That would cause the DC to melt in my mouth, after which I would “imbibe” the exquisite liquid. It’s getting the most out of each bite. Don’t all chocolate-lovers do this?
The chocoholics of the world rejoice in your poetry
Sadly, not all of them. For I know of many who prefer milk chocolate! Pray tell, how is that possible?
Thanks for your praise!
A yummy poem for a yummy confection. I don’t know that anyone has ever composed a poem in praise of chocolate. Dip a bit of chocolate in your tea or cocoa for extra melty warm goodness. Thanks, Jeff.
Thanks, Cheryl. And thanks for the suggestions. I hardly ever drink hot tea but this sounds worthy of a taste test; I can’t wait to try it!
My favorite is peppermint tea with Green & Blacks 85% dark chocolate. Pop a rectangle into my mouth, take a sip of the steaming brew, and let the minty, bittersweet melting begin! You need to get good peppermint tea, though; most brands taste like cardboard in a bag. Allegro is a top-notch brand, worthy of G&B.
Thank you for your delectable poem!
Delicious, Jeff
Cynthia has already praised your interior rhymes, which are as adroit as Susan’s.
But:
If you’re a parent with DC
you’ll find you are beset
In seconds by the wildest child
that you have ever met.
And when that offspring, having eaten
same grows wilder yet,
You’ll see that for high voltage fare
there is no sure deterrent,
Remembering that DC
also stands for direct current.
Julian, that is a high compliment of which I hardly find myself worthy. And what a fine poetic retort! Thanx!
Jeff – I fully empathise with you in your insatiable craving. A highly chucklesome read.
Thanks much, Peter! I can’t recall having seen the word “chucklesome” before, but I like it.
Dark chocolate is the only kind I will eat. I like this poem a lot, especially the rhyming.
Thanks, David!
‘Vitamin DC: In Praise of Dark Chocolate’ (I love the wordplay) is an absolute delight. The poem romps along with aplomb. Jeff, you’ve pulled out all the stops when it comes to rhyme, rhythm, and rapture… hats off to you! And what better subject matter – delicious. Unfortunately, I can’t taste chocolate at the moment… I am hoping my DC olfactory and taste receptors will return soon… I am missing this dark delicacy and the words of your wonderful poem have me missing it even more!
I love Evan’s image. I remember nibbling on a Fry’s chocolate cream bar and Fry’s Turkish Delight when I was a little girl… at least, I haven’t lost my memory! Thank you for making me smile, Jeff!
Susan, I have a recommendation from the father of a family who all recovered from covid months ago. He says that his favorite Vitamin T (that is, tequila) will do you a lot of good. It may not have much taste or smell, but the tang will shock your system into renewed functionaliTEA.
Margaret, I think I’ll dose myself up with Vitamin T. We’re celebrating Mike’s birthday and he seems quite keen to join me on my mission to restore my missing senses. This is the best remedy I’ve read so far… I hope it works! If it doesn’t, at least I’ll be laughing in the face of disappointment. Seriously, thank you very much for thinking of me. I’ll let you know how it goes.
Thanks, Susan, and I’m glad you enjoyed it. I hope your receptors get back to work soon!
When times are a little bit rocky
and your internal clock goes tick-tocky,
to cheer yourself up
why not go and sup
on a bar of delicious dark chockie?
Thanks for the nostalgiadom, Jeff.
Jeff, I love the poem, but I gotta tell you that it borders on bigotry. Milk Chocolate matters too.
Aren’t we conservatives all bigots and racists? That’s what we’re constantly told, so I’ll go all out in my bigotry: Milk chocolate doesn’t cut it except in the absence of vitamin DC. Anyway I’m glad you like my tribute!
Jeff, a fun poem throughout, but especially so when it gets literally resonant and political and even nutritionally healing with “DC descends to my gut’s commonwealth.” “Good for my heart and my total mankind,” although I agree with Mike, and go even farther with my taste for Nigerian white chocolate.
Margaret, I’m a newbie to white chocolate and it has been steadily growing on me. Thanks for your kind comments.
Jeff, your poem has a lot to recommend it: plenty of well executed rhymes and deserved praise for the delights of dark chocolate. For lingering taste, dark chocolate has the edge over white in my opinion.
Thanks, David. I agree so far, as I am new to white chocolate.
Even if it did not taste as good as it tastes, we would eat it for its health benefits.
But fortunately, C.B., its taste is of heaven!