Bland and unmemorable,
The edible kin of Stephenie Meyer’s vocabulary in Twilight,
It struggles to find use as even a filler cheese.
Oh, how I hate ricotta.
Dull and mushy,
Nothing without the aid of other flavors,
Yet, somehow, a dream among the cheeses when dancing with preserves.
Oh, how I dislike brie.
Sharp and melty,
The most versatile of all the cheeses,
Its applications are limitless as it frolics across the cheese-based dishes.
Oh, how I like cheddar.
Smokey and strong,
An alpha in the cheese department at Hannaford’s,
It’s a cheese I could consume by the wedge.
Oh, how I love Gouda.
I the inspiration for this poem came from poetryprompts.tumblr.com. It was “Choose four different things: one that you hate, dislike, like, and love. Make sure all are relatively related (all foods or personality traits or colors). Write a poem in which you include this spectrum of things you care very differently about and the relationship between the chosen things.”
In case you didn’t notice, I chose to go with one of my favorite topics: cheese. I would like to take this moment to point out that I don’t actually dislike any of these cheeses 100%. Ricotta and brie are just better mixed with things than they are stand-alone cheeses. However, ricotta is the most replaceable of all the cheeses I have ever tasted…