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Accompaniment

Maybe like an onion-
all those concealed layers.
Maybe I am nothing
but mysterious new layers
to peel off, one at a time
only to discover - what is under
the next transparent membrane
is another pungent layer.

Not the meal, not the anticipated dessert-
maybe you see me as the onion.
He tells me I am a feast, he tells me
I am a rose.




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Maybe like an onion-
all those concealed layers.
Maybe I am nothing
but mysteriously new layers
to peel off, one at a time
only to discover - what is under
the next transparent membrane
is another pungent thing.

Not the meal, not the anticipated dessert-
maybe you see me as the onion. He tells me
I am a rose, he tells me
I'm a feast.





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But maybe like an onion-
all those concealed layers.
Maybe I am nothing
but mysteriously new layers
to peel off, one at a time
only to discover - what is under
the next transparent membrane
is another pungent layer.

Not the meal, not the anticipated dessert-
maybe you see me as the onion.
He tells me I am a feast, he tells me
I'm a rose.





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Suzanne,

I very much like the way you develop the idea and contrast.
I think the title brings out and adds meaning in the last stanza as well

Thanks for sharing

Steve

Oh Donna! I might just record it for you!
The layer repeats are intentional. Same old same old same old. Thanks for commenting.

Stever,
Thank you. You are funny.

Suzanne

ooooops sorry !!!!!!

please feel free to inundate my inbox as you see fit

take care

donna

Oh, don't be sorry!
It is a valid comment and you may not like the repeats.
Let's see what the day brings...

Confused by both the first and last line. The start is a bit abrupt, an effect I do often like, but here it bumps me out for some reason. And the last line, rose reads like an extension of the feast idea, which is odd. Probably just me.
The layers also jarred for me, but it seemed obvious the repetition was deliberately forcing the theme.

B.

Could it be as easy as that little edit?

That would be lucky.

I like the repetition, I'd bring back layer and throw out thing.
mysteriously, not just mysterious?

Not the meal, not the anticipated dessert-
maybe you see me as the onion.

I'd end it there. Rose and feast are just muddying the waters.

I threw thing in on a whim.
It would be terrible to be seen as an onion-like thing.

I will put a layer back. Hoping to record it.

Thanks, ray.

Suzanne