I performed this poem at Ellie’s Cafe Poetry in Motion night. I wrote it for a friend who has relationship problems and doesn’t know how to resolve them.
It’s a lamb’s foot
I don’t intend to chew
It’s a fresh pig’s heart
An important ingredient for my stew
It’s a dirty look
From the butcher behind the case
It’s a pinched nose glance
I throw right back in his face
It’s a low-pitched buzz
An over your shoulder flutter
It’s a black winged being
With a baritone mutter
It’s a mud covered
Knotted length of rope
Sprinkled with broken glass
Because you acted like a dope
It’s three beads I wore
You snatched: they broke
It heralded the moment
We went up in smoke
It’s a cluster of slick feathers
Plucked from a rooster’s tail
I keep them birds in my yard
Even though they could land me in jail
It’s a while paper parcel
Left on your doorstep
It’ s gift for a funeral
Where not one tear will be wept
It’s a mystery just for you
Open it if you dare
The magic will work
No matter what you care
Barnesversation 
Not a recipe for the faint of heart…lol