Eight-line Poems

Gravy

Gravy

In the land of Mashed Potato
where the peas roll from Laredo
red the carrots round the edges
roasted beef all sliced and wedges
there the gravy rains as blessing
brown and rich the taters dressing
down the canyons hot and steaming
to fill the mind with mealtime dreaming.


Line count: 8
Trochaic tetrameter
For Express It In Eight, 08.09.22
Prompt: Gravy.