No Escape

Run turkey, run!

Original DDE™ art: “No Escape” by: rob kistner © 11/27/25

 

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turkey puffs its chest

knowing its fortunes — have been in better shape

hoping for the best

looking so well dressed

all while plotting — a dramatic great escape

 

sides all closing in

cranberries are laughing  —  giddy as a loon

gravy wears a grin

biscuits leap right in

mashed and stuffing hum a crazy little tune

 

turkey tries to flee

wishing it could blend in — at least for a while

it can not get free

fate’s made its decree

this poor birdy’s night — will not end with a smile

 

first he stopped to preen

posing like he’s modeling for fame

glowing bronze and lean

centerpiece-serene

till someone whispers, “Its time to baste again

 

he denies defeat

while he is tucked tightly in the baking pan

folding in his feet

grumbling, “Ain’t that sweet?”—

fighting to the end — this awkward human plan

 

the main meal is done

leftovers  all are stored — in the fridge their placed

snacking has begun

feel I weigh a ton

turkey’s bowing out — lost to a butter baste

 

last he lifts his head

 and offering just a shrug of dignity

“Make the gravy red,

keep my spices spread”—

I accept  my culinary destiny

 

rob kistner © 11/27/25

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