Back in November I did a collaboration with my friend Chris McQueeney on Facebook. It was a great nonsense poem called In Foodland. We did another round last month which I titled Return to Foodland. You can read more of Chris’s work on his blog.
Rock candy mountains threaten
Cotton candy skies while sun-glazed fields
Grow candy corn between the clouds
Your lips taste wine, the world
Dissolves in mint-perfume
Your Hershey kisses,
Has left us in retreat.
© Ben Ditmars and Chris McQueeney 2015