POEM WRITTTEN IN A COOKING MAGAZINE, Third Version

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POEM WRITTEN IN A COOKING MAGAZINE,
Third Version, May 2011



The man had more than a few weird quirks.
Among them, he enjoyed writing in code.

He invented a special kind of shorthand,
Which allowed him to keep business records
In a language comprehensible only to himself
And the one friend to whom he had entrusted
The secret of how to read his cipher.

At the entrance to his apartment,
Within the middle of his foyer,
The man mounted a two-foot bronze of the god, Mercury.
He centered the statue upon a Corinthian-styled,
White marble pedestal.



The sculpture's left leg was horizontally extended.
In the air and at eye-level a winged sandal
Passed beyond the boundary of the art work's base.
Mercury's right foot was firmly cemented at the toe;
The pose conveyed the messenger's typical post-haste.

The man used cryptic labels to mark
The boxes and folders of everything he possessed.

Throughout the apartment visitors would see
The score of items which bore his encryption.

But when it came to life's basics,
Though, technically, he bordered on insanity,
(Some have said he was quite mad!)
His manner of speech remained straightforward.

And he wrote in the King's English.

He said, “I love you.”

And he proclaimed for all that care to hear,
In script and voice alike,
“I worship the ground upon which you walk.”