The Salty One

Always liked that extra flavor
A punch in my mouth to savor
If I find a dish lackluster
I will grab the salt and duster

When I salt it I go crazy
Usually brush sideways, lazy
Swirl it into a depiction
To fuel my salty addiction

One time, made the Root of Jesse
Didn’t make it very messy
You and I, the "salt of the earth"
Without flavor, we’ve got no worth

Reminds me, do good to another
Doesn’t mean I’m perfect, brother
See those salty thorns on his crown?
Feel better. He'll be back around

Copyright © 2021 by Matt Antis. Originally posted in Allpoetry on June 15th, 2021. Published in Poet’s Guild’s Poem-A-Week on July 17th, 2021, by Ink Jot Kingdom.

Matt Antis

Matt Antis creates online as a freelance writer and novelist who formerly lived as a serial small-business entrepreneur. His life’s goal is to share knowledge, encourage, and challenge others through a coach-student relationship.

An unexpected deployment with the Army in 2009 halted his scholastic achievement, but! He learned the bulk of business in the proverbial trench elbow to elbow with a team of professionals who he is forever grateful for.

When he’s not being a husband, dad, shooting his bow or training parkour, you can find him teaching Sunday school, advising parkour gyms, writing for inkjotkingdom.com and his wife’s children’s book website, whitneyantis.com.

https://inkjotkingdom.com
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